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  • #1
    Leo Tolstoy
    “Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love. Everything is, everything exists, only because I love. Everything is united by it alone. Love is God, and to die means that I, a particle of love, shall return to the general and eternal source.”
    Leo Tolstoy

  • #2
    Leo Tolstoy
    “It's not given to people to judge what's right or wrong. People have eternally been mistaken and will be mistaken, and in nothing more than in what they consider right and wrong.”
    Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace

  • #3
    Leo Tolstoy
    “I simply want to live; to cause no evil to anyone but myself.”
    Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace

  • #4
    Leo Tolstoy
    “One must be cunning and wicked in this world.”
    Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace

  • #5
    Jean-Paul Sartre
    “I'm going to smile, and my smile will sink down into your pupils, and heaven knows what it will become.”
    Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit

  • #6
    Jean-Paul Sartre
    “Hell is—other people!”
    Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit

  • #7
    Jean-Paul Sartre
    “Like all dreamers I confuse disenchantment with truth.”
    Jean Paul Sarte

  • #8
    Jean-Paul Sartre
    “I am going to outlive myself. Eat, sleep, sleep, eat. Exist slowly, softly, like these trees, like a puddle of water, like the red bench in the streetcar.”
    Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea

  • #9
    Victor Hugo
    “The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that it has come to be disbelieved in. Few people dare now to say that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at each other. Yet it is in this way that love begins, and in this way only.”
    Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

  • #10
    Victor Hugo
    “Reason is intelligence taking exercise. Imagination is intelligence with an erection.”
    Victor Hugo

  • #11
    John Keats
    “Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?”
    John Keats, Letters of John Keats

  • #12
    John Keats
    “Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.”
    John Keats

  • #13
    John Keats
    “Dancing music, music sad,
    Both together, sane and mad…”
    John Keats

  • #14
    François-René de Chateaubriand
    “Every man carries within himself a world made up of all that he has seen and loved; and it is to this world that he returns, incessantly, though he may pass through and seem to inhabit a world quite foreign to it.”
    François-René de Chateaubriand

  • #15
    Paul Verlaine
    “Your soul is a chosen landscape
    Where charming masked and costumed figures go
    Playing the lute and dancing and almost
    Sad beneath their fantastic disguises.

    All sing in a minor key
    Of all-conquering love and careless fortune
    They do not seem to believe in their happiness
    And their song mingles with the moonlight.

    The still moonlight, sad and beautiful,
    Which gives the birds to dream in the trees
    And makes the fountain sprays sob in ecstasy,
    The tall, slender fountain sprays among the marble statues.”
    Paul Verlaine, Fêtes galantes

  • #16
    Paul Verlaine
    “A vast black sleep
    falls over my life
    sleep, all hope
    sleep, all desire.”
    Verlaine

  • #17
    Jean-Jacques Rousseau
    “What wisdom can you find greater than kindness.”
    Jean Jacques Rousseau

  • #18
    Spencer W. Kimball
    “Life gives to all the choice. You can satisfy yourself with mediocrity if you wish. You can be common, ordinary, dull, colorless, or yyou can channel your life so that it will be clean, vibrant, useful, progressive, colorful, and rich.”
    Spencer W. Kimball

  • #19
    Spencer W. Kimball
    “Dream beautiful dreams and then work to make those dreams come true.”
    Spencer W. Kimball

  • #20
    Charles Baudelaire
    “Always be a poet, even in prose.”
    Charles Baudelaire

  • #21
    Charles Baudelaire
    “Even when she walks one would believe that she dances.”
    Charles Baudelaire

  • #22
    Charles Baudelaire
    “Be always drunken.
    Nothing else matters:
    that is the only question.
    If you would not feel
    the horrible burden of Time
    weighing on your shoulders
    and crushing you to the earth,
    be drunken continually.

    Drunken with what?
    With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you will.
    But be drunken.

    And if sometimes,
    on the stairs of a palace,
    or on the green side of a ditch,
    or in the dreary solitude of your own room,
    you should awaken
    and the drunkenness be half or wholly slipped away from you,
    ask of the wind,
    or of the wave,
    or of the star,
    or of the bird,
    or of the clock,
    of whatever flies,
    or sighs,
    or rocks,
    or sings,
    or speaks,
    ask what hour it is;
    and the wind,
    wave,
    star,
    bird,
    clock will answer you:
    "It is the hour to be drunken!”
    Charles Baudelaire, Paris Spleen

  • #23
    Giacomo Leopardi
    “Real misanthropes are not found in solitude, but in the world; since it is experience of life, and not philosophy, which produces real hatred of mankind.”
    Giacomo Leopardi

  • #24
    Giacomo Leopardi
    “Freedom is the dream you dream
    While putting thought in chains again --”
    Giacomo Leopardi, Canti

  • #25
    Gustave Flaubert
    “Do not read, as children do, to amuse yourself, or like the ambitious, for the purpose of instruction. No, read in order to live.”
    Gustave Flaubert

  • #26
    Gustave Flaubert
    “An infinity of passion can be contained in one minute, like a crowd in a small space.”
    Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary

  • #27
    Gustave Flaubert
    “I am irritated by my own writing. I am like a violinist whose ear is true, but whose fingers refuse to reproduce precisely the sound he hears within.”
    Gustave Flaubert

  • #28
    Gustave Flaubert
    “Doubt … is an illness that comes from knowledge and leads to madness.”
    Gustave Flaubert, Memoirs of a Madman

  • #29
    Gustave Flaubert
    “Deep down, all the while, she was waiting for something to happen. Like a sailor in distress, she kept casting desperate glances over the solitary waster of her life, seeking some white sail in the distant mists of the horizon. She had no idea by what wind it would reach her, toward what shore it would bear her, or what kind of craft it would be – tiny boat or towering vessel, laden with heartbreaks or filled to the gunwhales with rapture. But every morning when she awoke she hoped that today would be the day; she listened for every sound, gave sudden starts, was surprised when nothing happened; and then, sadder with each succeeding sunset, she longed for tomorrow.”
    Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary

  • #30
    Gustave Flaubert
    “Sadness is a vice.”
    Gustave Flaubert



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