kind
Ate some coffee-beans and drank some
cold water
Audience that patronisingly listens
outside a room or window
Awkward for your friends and gratifying
to your enemies
Babbling covers a lot of secrets
Bad turns good sometimes, when you know
the how
Begin to see how near good is to evil
Beginning of a lifetime of experience,
comedy, and tragedy
Being tired you can sleep, and in sleep
you can forget
Being generous with other people's
money
Being young, she exaggerated the
importance of the event
Being a man of very few ideas, he
cherished those he had
Beneath it all there was a little touch
of ridicule
Boldness without rashness, and hope
without vain thinking
But I don't think it is worth doing
twice
But to pay the vulgar penalty of
prison--ah!
But a wounded spirit who can bear
But the years go on, and friends have
an end
Came of a race who set great store by
mothers and grandmothers
Carrying with him the warm atmosphere
of a good woman's love
Cherish any alleviating lie
Clever men are trying
Cling to beliefs long after conviction
has been shattered
Confidence in a weak world gets
unearned profit often
Conquest not important enough to
satisfy ambition
Counsel of the overwise to go jolting
through the soul
Courage which awaits the worst the
world can do
Courage; without which, men are as the
standing straw
Credulity, easily transmutable into
superstition
Damnable propinquity
Dangerous man, as all enthusiasts are
Death is not the worst of evils
Death is a magnificent ally; it
untangles knots
Delicate revenge which hath its hour
with every man
Did not let him think that she was
giving up anything for him
Do what you feel you've got to do, and
never mind what happens
Does any human being know what he can
bear of temptation
Don't go at a fence till you're sure of
your seat
Don't be a bigger fool than there's any
need to be
Don't be too honest
Down in her heart, loves to be mastered
Duplicity, for which she might never
have to ask forgiveness
Each of us will prove himself a fool
given perfect opportunity
Egotism with which all are diseased
Egregious egotism of young love there
are only two identities
Engrossed more, it seemed, in the
malady than in the man
Enjoy his own generosity
Even bad company's better than no
company at all
Every true woman is a mother, though
she have no child
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