Blessed is the man who having nothing to say abstains from giving wordy evidence of the fact.
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He was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow.
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The desire to conquer is itself a sort of subjection.
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There is nothing will kill a man so soon as having nobody to find fault with but himself.
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Opposition may become sweet to a man when he has christened it persecution.
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What destroys us most effectively is not a malign fate but our own capacity for self-deception and for degrading our own best self.
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Those who trust us educate us.
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I told you from the beginning—as soon as I could—I told you I was afraid of myself." There was a piteous pleading in the low murmur in which Deronda t...
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Destiny stands by sarcastic with our dramatis personae folded in her hand.
