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There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men. A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell. But hush! hark! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell!
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Friendship is Love without his wings!
They never fail who die in a great cause.
Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.
Truth is a gem that is found at a great depth; whilst on the surface of the world all things are weighed by the false scale of custom.
Always laugh when you can; it is cheap medicine. Merriment is a philosophy not well understood. It is the sunny side of existence.
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I do not believe in any religion, I will have nothing to do with immortality. We are miserable enough in this life without speculating upon another.
Life is too short for chess.
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