Time has no divisions to mark its passage, there is never a thunder-storm or blare of trumpets to announce the beginning of a new month or year. Even when a new century begins it is only we mortals who ring bells and fire off pistols.

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Tolerance becomes a crime when applied to evil.

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Distance in a straight line has no mystery. The mystery is in the sphere.

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We don't love qualities, we love persons; sometimes by reason of their defects as well as of their qualities.

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Solitude gives birth to the original in us, to beauty unfamiliar and perilous - to poetry. But also, it gives birth to the opposite: to the perverse, the illicit, the absurd.

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Stupid — well, there are so many kinds of stupidity, and cleverness is one of the worst.

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A writer is somebody for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people.

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Only love, and not reason, yields kind thoughts.

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He who loves the more is the inferior and must suffer.

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Order and simplification are the first steps toward the mastery of a subject.

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