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"My dears, laugh at me if you like; it is not conventionally beautiful, but there is something in its quaint old face which pleases me. If it could play the piano, I am sure it would really play."
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"The golden proportion is a scale of proportions which makes the bad difficult to produce and the good easy."
"You are funny like a kid and awesome like a princess. Unseen like an angel, like the morning sunshine, Kindness like a river and highness like a mountain, In the middle of the Rheine, the cute face and sweet lips, (La la la la, La la , mmmm , mm). Keep the lovely smile, in your juicy icy eyes, Open the heaven for my eyes, forever angel voice, Never angry never harsh, never mad never marsh, Dear or darling, either diamond or dime, Overall the dream of the world."
"It is difficult for flowers to hide their beauty, that is why they are always picked first."
"Stars earn their brightest colors in the dark."
"The storm is an artist, the rainbow is its masterpiece."
"A rainbow is a storm's masterpiece."
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"But sometimes it is just when everything seems to be lost that we experience a presentiment that may save us; one has knocked on all the doors which lead nowhere, and then, unwittingly, one pushes against the only one through which one may enter and for which one would have searched in vain for a hundred years, and it opens."
"... the good intentions of a third party are powerless to control a woman who is annoyed to find herself pursued even into a ball-room by a man whom she does not love. Too often, the kind friend comes down again alone."
"We have such numerous interests in our lives that it is not uncommon, on a single occasion, for the foundations of a happiness that does not yet exist to be laid down alongside the intensification of a grief from which we are still suffering."
"In the case of the solitary, his seclusion, even when it is absolute and ends only with life itself, has often as its primary cause a disordered love of the crowd, which so far overruled every other feeling that, not being able to win, when he goes out, the admiration of his hall-porter, of the passers-by, of the cabman whom he hails, he prefers not to be seen by them at all, and with that object abandons every activity that would oblige him to go out of doors."
"I dined with Legrandin on the terrace of his house by moonlight. "There is a charming quality, is there not," he said to me, "in this silence; for hearts that are wounded, as mine is, a novelist whom you will read in time to come asserts that there is no remedy but silence and shadow. And you see this, my boy, there comes in all our lives a time, towards which you still have far to go, when the weary eyes can endure but one kind of light, the light which a fine evening like this prepares for us in the stillroom for darkness, when the ears can listen to no music save what the moonlight breathes through the flute of silence."
"With women who do not love us, as with the "dear departed," the knowledge that there is no hope left does not prevent us from continuing to wait."
"On no days of our childhood did we live so fully perhaps as those we thought we had left behind without living them, those that we spent with a favourite book."
"Much that for us is fraught with with happiness or misery, remains almost unnoticed by the rest of the world."
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