If one had but a single glance to give the world, one should gaze on Istanbul.
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Sometimes, when one person is missing, the whole world seems depopulated.
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Sentiment is the poetry of the imagination.
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A conscience without God is like a court without a judge.
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A credit union is not an ordinary financial concern, seeking to enrich its members at the expense of the general public. Neither is it a loan company, seeking to make a profit at the expense of the unfortunates… The credit union is nothing of the kind; it is the expression in the field of economics of a high social ideal.
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There is a woman at the beginning of all great things.
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Habit with its iron sinews, clasps us and leads us day by day.
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Grief knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can; and common sufferings are far stronger links than common joys.
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The clever way death cuts us down, but makes it look like just a thinning-out. Generations never fall with one blow - that would be too sad and too obvious. Death prefers to do it piecemeal. The meadow is attacked from several sides at the same time. One of us goes one day; another some time afterwards; you have to stand back and look around you to take in what's missing, to grasp the vast slaughter of your generation...
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Experience is the only prophecy of wise men.
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Providence conceals itself in the details of human affairs, but becomes unveiled in the generalities of history.
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Grief knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can and common sufferings are far stronger links than common joys.
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If we are to abolish the death penalty, I should like to see the first step taken by my friends the murderers.
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The more things change, the more they remain the same. [Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose.]
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Some people grumble because roses have thorns; I am thankful that the thorns have roses.
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Poets are people who can still see the world through the eyes of children.
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Hatred is the anger of the weak.
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There is a woman at the begining of all great things.
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We can invent only with memory.
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Some people are always grumbling because roses have thorns. I am thankful that thorns have roses.
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Love in marriage should be the accomplishment of a beautiful dream, and not, as it too often is, the end.
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To love for the sake of being loved is human, But to love for the sake of loving is angelic.
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The more things change, the more they are the same.
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Every man has three characters - that which he exhibits, that which he has, and that which he thinks he has.
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Sad is his lot, who, once at least in his life, has not been a poet.
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Every man has three characters: that which he exhibits, that which he has, and that which he thinks he has.
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Private passions grow tired and wear themselves out political passions, never.
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The more things change the more they remain the same.
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Hatred - The anger of the weak.
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A poor fool indeed is he who adopts a manner of thinking (meant) for others!
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