

“Be not sad because all men
Prefer a lying clamour before you:
Sweetheart, be at peace again — –
Can they dishonour you?
They are sadder than all tears;
Their lives ascend as a continual sigh.
Proudly answer to their tears:
As they deny, deny.”
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“We are all born mad. Some remain so.”
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“Lend yourself to others, but give yourself to yourself.”
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“May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper?
I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.”
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