Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.
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The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.
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The only people for me are the mad ones. The ones who are mad to love, mad to talk, mad to be saved the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.
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The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved...the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.
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The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing but burn, burn, burn like fabulous roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars...'
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The bees of Death are big and black, they buzz low and sombre, they keep their honey in combs of wax as white as altar candles. The honey is black as night, thick as sin and sweet as treacle. It is well known that eight clours make up white. But there are also eight colors of blackness, for those that have the seeing of them, and the hives of Death are among the black grass in the black orchard under the black-blossomed, ancient boughs of trees that will, eventually, produce apples that ... put it like this ... probably won't be red.
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Nature made us individuals, as she did the flowers and the pebbles; but we are afraid to be peculiar, and so our society resembles a bag of marbles, or a string of mold candles. Why should we all dress after the same fashion? The frost never paints my windows twice alike.
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We sat outside the studio at night, among a few candles, and closed our eyes for a minute. After that, we jammed straight from our hearts. We didn't play for ourselves, but for the ones no longer with us in flesh, but always with us in spirit. God bless. Until we meet again. Soul fly... fly free
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If you've only known a girl for a week or two and she invites you over to light candles and hold her in your arms forever... she misses her ex-boyfriend.
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She would rather light candles than curse the darkness and her glow has warmed the world.
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Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
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I shall make electricity so cheap that only the rich can afford to burn candles
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But then he is so good at grieving! He wears woe as others wear velvet; sorrow flatters him like the light of candles; tears become him like jewels. Well, none of that trash works with me.
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You know you're getting old when the candles cost more than the cake.
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You know you're getting old when the candles cost more than the cake
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You know you are getting too old, when the candles cost more than the cake.
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If you have knowledge, let others light their candles at it.
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Absence diminishes little passions and increases great ones, as wind extinguishes candles and fans a fire.
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Many candles can be kindled from one candle without diminishing it.
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Ninety-six percent are women who are buying these candles. The other 4 percent are probably dead from buying these candles.
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He who must die, must die in the dark, even though he sells candles.
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When the candles are out all women are fair.
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If you have knowledge, let others light their candles with it.
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Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.
Love
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We are no more than candles burning in the wind.
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