Extreme justice is often injustice.

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I embrace my rival, but only to strangle him.

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Love is not dumb. The heart speaks many ways.

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I loved you when you were unfaithful; what would I have done if you were true?

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My only hope lies in my despair.

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Love is not a fire to be shut up in a soul. Everything betrays us: voice, silence, eyes; half-covered fires burn all the brighter.

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I can hear those glances that you think are silent.

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Crime, like virtue, has its degrees.

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The part I remember best is the beginning.

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The principal rule of art is to please and to move. All the other rules were created to achieve this first one.

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