Death unites as well as separates, it silences all paltry feeling.

Author: Honore de Balzac

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The more one judges the less one loves.

Conscience is our unerring judge until we finally stifle it.

A good husband is never the first to go to sleep at night, or the last to awake in the morning.

Equality may perhaps be a right, but no power on earth can ever turn it into a fact.

Copulation is no more foul to me than death is.

And if a double-decker bus crashes into us, to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die.

Beauty is a pair of shoes that makes you wanna die.

Jazz is not dead, it just smells funny.