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You shall find out how salt is the taste of another man's bread, and how hard is the way up and down another man's stairs.

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And has a nature so malign and ruthless,
That never doth she glut her greedy will,
And after food is hungrier than before.

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If I have seen further than other men it's because I have stood on the shoulders of giants.

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I had three chairs in my house; one for solitude, two for friendship, three for society.

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This evil fortune, which generally attends extraordinary men in the management of great affairs, has been imputed to divers causes, that need not be here set down, when so obvious a one occurs, if what a certain writer observes be true, that when a great genius appears in the world the dunces are all in confederacy against him.

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Anyone can sympathize with the sufferings of a friend, but it requires a very fine nature to sympathize with a friend's success.

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If all men knew what others say of them, there would not be four friends in the world.

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This life is a whore and she'll probably break my heart, but shit, I'm in love. This is how it works, rhum and pear, because there are some strong moments that leave a sour flavour in the mouth, and others that are so nice to make you forget that bad back-flavour that life has.

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When you are old and gray and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face.

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

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Being the richest man in the cemetery doesn't matter to me. Going to bed at night saying we've done something wonderful, that's what matters to me.