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Regard not the manner of your death but your daily life.

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A churlish silence is harder to endure than a sharp tongue.

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The man who gives away his freedom is everlastingly bankrupt.

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The rubbish from men’s tongues is hoarded while nature speaks unheard.

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Human misery is not a volunteer.

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Mirth’s best nursery is contentment.

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Men fly, women melt into a passion.

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Prejudice is the marrow of superstition.

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Better a crust of bread than a funeral elegy.

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Woman’s first fault is no excuse for man’s last.

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Kind words are honey drops to the tired soul.

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A bad tongue is not the clapper of a good heart.

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Crossed love is forgotten—­crossed opinions, never.

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Distrust but do not refuse an untried remedy.

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Hope is the only flavour for a diet of adversity.

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He is near to happiness who makes another smile.

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Greed is swifter than a greyhound.

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Results give the lie to many boasts.

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Nothing beslimes like a fawning tongue.

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The smallest pirates fly the blackest flags.

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The coming tempest is no less a great wind.

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Better a bleeding wound than pent up agony.

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Gigantic robberies are nevertheless robberies.

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Every furrow in the brow represents a drag-tooth of care.

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A tempestuous petticoat is more bewitching than a satin gown.

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For the light of beauty men go down into the darkest pits.

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The smart of the lash soon dies—­the memory of it never.

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The meaner a man is, the meaner he not only feels but looks.

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