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We like to see others, but don’t like others to see through us.
There is nothing useless to men of sense.
There is no road of flowers leading to glory.
The strongest passion is fear.
The fastidious are unfortunate; nothing satisfies them.
The argument of the strongest is always the best.
Sadness flies away on the wings of time.
Rare as is true love, true friendship is rarer.