Quotes
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Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.
William Shakespeare
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Hamlet
CLASSIC, ENGLISH LITERATURE
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
William Shakespeare
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A Midsummer Night's Dream
CLASSIC, ENGLISH LITERATURE
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind.
William Shakespeare
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A Midsummer Night's Dream
CLASSIC, ENGLISH LITERATURE
Lord, what fools these mortals be!
William Shakespeare
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A Midsummer Night's Dream
CLASSIC, ENGLISH LITERATURE
The course of true love never did run smooth.
William Shakespeare
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A Midsummer Night's Dream
CLASSIC, ENGLISH LITERATURE
Let us cultivate our garden.
Voltaire
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Candide
NOVEL
"You're a bitter man," said Candide. "That's because I've lived," said Martin.
Voltaire
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Candide
NOVEL
"Optimism," said Cacambo, "What is that?" "Alas!" replied Candide, "It is the obstinacy of maintaining that everything is best when it is worst!
Voltaire
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Candide
NOVEL
Fools admire everything in an author of reputation.
Voltaire
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Candide
NOVEL
Fools have a habit of believing that everything written by a famous author is admirable. For my part I read only to please myself and like only what suits my taste.
Voltaire
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Candide
NOVEL
"Let us work without reasoning," said Martin; "it is the only way to make life endurable."
Voltaire
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Candide
NOVEL
In every province, the chief occupations, in order of importance, are lovemaking, malicious gossip, and talking nonsense.
Voltaire
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Candide
NOVEL
Our labour preserves us from three great evils -- weariness, vice, and want.
Voltaire
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Candide
NOVEL
Even in those cities which seem to enjoy the blessings of peace, and where the arts florish, the inhabitants are devoured by envy, cares and anxieties, which are greater plagues than any experienced in a town when it is under siege.
Voltaire
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Candide
NOVEL
If this is the best of possible worlds, what then are the others?
Voltaire
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Candide
NOVEL
To follow her thought was like following a voice which speaks too quickly to be taken down by one's pencil, and the voice was her own voice saying without prompting undeniable, everlasting, contradictory things.
Virginia Woolf
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To the Lighthouse
NOVEL
A light here required a shadow there.
Virginia Woolf
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To the Lighthouse
NOVEL
Life, from being made up of little separate incidents which one lived one by one, became curled and whole like a wave which bore one up with it and threw one down with it, there, with a dash on the beach.
Virginia Woolf
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To the Lighthouse
NOVEL
What is the meaning of life?... A simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years. The great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark.
Virginia Woolf
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To the Lighthouse
NOVEL
Love had a thousand shapes.
Virginia Woolf
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To the Lighthouse
NOVEL