Yes, love indeed is light from heaven; A spark of that immortal fire with angels shared, by Allah given to lift from earth our low desire.
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Roll on, deep and dark blue ocean, roll. Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain. Man marks the earth with ruin, but his control stops with the shore.
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Society is now one polished horde, formed by two mighty tribes - Bores and Bored.
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The poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend, Whose honest heart is still the master's own, Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone, Unhonour'd falls, unnoticed all his worth, Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth, While man, vain insect hopes to be forgiven, And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.
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I love not man the less, but Nature more.
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We have progressively improved into a less spiritual species of tenderness -- but the seal is not yet fixed though the wax is preparing for the impression.
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Where there is mystery, it is generally suspected there must also be evil.
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The king-times are fast finishing. There will be blood shed like water, and tears like mist; but the peoples will conquer in the end. I shall not live to see it, but I foresee it.
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Yes! Ready money is Aladdin's lamp.
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Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; the best of life is but intoxication.
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Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.
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For pleasures past I do not grieve, nor perils gathering near; My greatest grief is that I leave nothing that claims a tear.
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I cannot help thinking that the menace of Hell makes as many devils as the severe penal codes of inhuman humanity make villains.
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The best way will be to avoid each other without appearing to do so -- or if we jostle, at any rate not to bite.
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A thousand years may scare form a state. An hour may lay it in ruins.
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Sweet is revenge - especially to women.
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Romances paint at full length people's wooings, but only give a bust of marriages: but no one cares for matrimonial cooings
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Between two worlds life hovers like a star, 'Twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge.
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The busy have no time for tears.
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I have had, and may have still, a thousand friends, as they are called, in life, who are like one's partners in the waltz of this world --not much remembered when the ball is over.
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A mistress never is nor can be a friend. While you agree, you are lovers; and when it is over, anything but friends.
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As long as I retain my feeling and my passion for Nature, I can partly soften or subdue my other passions and resist or endure those of others.
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A man of eighty has outlived probably three new schools of painting, two of architecture and poetry and a hundred in dress.
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I am about to be married, and am of course in all the misery of a man in pursuit of happiness.
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A man must serve his time to every trade save censure -- critics all are ready made.
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There is no instinct like that of the heart.
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There's naught, no doubt, so much the spirit calms as rum and true religion.
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If this be true, indeed, / Some Christians have a comfortable creed.
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Women hate everything which strips off the tinsel of sentiment, and they are right, or it would rob them of their weapons.
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For in itself a thought, a slumbering thought, is capable of years, and curdles a long life into one hour.
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