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- To forget oneself is to be happy.
- There can be no deep disappointment where there is not deep love.
- Trust him not with your secrets, who, when left alone in your room, turns over your papers.
- Nature uses human imagination to lift her work of creation to even higher levels.
- All art is a struggle to be, in a particular sort of way, virtuous.
- Absence - that common cure of love.
- The art of living is more like wrestling than dancing.
- The first condition of understanding a foreign country is to smell it.
- A lawn is nature under totalitarian rule.
- Recognizing the need is the primary condition for design.
- A man's kiss is his signature.
- Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
- It's like deja-vu, all over again.
- Trees love to toss and sway; they make such happy noises.
- The works must be conceived with fire in the soul but executed with clinical coolness.
- There can be no deep disappointment where there is not deep love.
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