Out of damp and gloomy days, out of solitude, out of loveless words directed at us, conclusions grow up in us like fungus one morning they are there, we know not how, and they gaze upon us, morose and gray. Woe to the thinker who is not the gardener but only the soil of the plants that grow in him
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Speaking generally, punishment hardens and numbs, it produces obstinacy, it sharpens the sense of alienation and strengthens the power of resistance.
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Love is blind friendship closes its eyes.
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I know my fate. One day my name will be associated with the memory of something tremendous--a crisis without equal on earth, the most profound collision of conscience, a decision that was conjured up against everything that had been believed, demanded, hallowed so far. I am no man, I am dynamite.
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Nothing is beautiful, only man on this piece of navety rests all aesthetics, it is the first truth of aesthetics. Let us immediately add its second nothing is ugly but degenerate man-the domain of aesthetic judgment is therewith defined.
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The most instructive experiences are those of everyday life.
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This is the hardest of all to close the open hand out of love, and keep modest as a giver.
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Family love is messy, clinging, and of an annoying and repetitive pattern, like bad wallpaper.
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When marrying, ask yourself this question Do you believe that you will be able to converse well with this person into your old age Everything else in marriage is transitory.
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Hope is the worst of evils, for it prolongs the torments of man.
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Not a few who meant to drive out their demons went thereby into the swine themselves.
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Believe me The secret of reaping the greatest fruitfulness and the greatest enjoyment from life is to live dangerously
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The surest way to corrupt a youth is to instruct him to hold in higher regard those who think alike than those who think differently.
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You need chaos in your soul to give birth to a dancing star.
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He turns all of his injuries into strengths, that which does not kill him makes him stronger, he is superman.
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This secret spoke Life herself unto me 'Behold,' said she, 'I am that which must ever surpass itself.'
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Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And when you look into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you.
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Under peaceful conditions the militant man attacks himself.
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One will rarely err if extreme actions be ascribed to vanity, ordinary actions to habit, and mean actions to fear.
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The miserable have no other medicine but only hope.
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The Earth has a skin and that skin has diseases, one of those diseases is man.
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Faith: not wanting to know what is true.
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Our destiny rules over us, even when we are not yet aware of it it is the future that makes laws for us today.
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The living is a species of the dead and not a very attractive one.
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The last Christian died on the cross.
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Hold a true friend with both your hands.
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If you look long enough into the void the void begins to look back through you.
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Without music life would be a mistake.
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In music the passions enjoy themselves.
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