of the quintessence of his praise, veil your face in grateful joy!—for he really wished to please you. Am since he has done so we know that he feels greatly exalted; he has trampled over us—yes, and over himself too, the villain for he did not make light account of wresting this praise from himself.
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Human right anul privilege.—We human beings are the only creatures who, when degenerated, may blot ourselves out like an unsatisfactory sentence—be it that we do so in honour of or out of pity with humanity or from spite against ourselves.
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The transformed.—Now he becomes virtuous, for the sole purpose of hurting others. Do not take so much notice of him.
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How often! how unexpected!—Many a married man has one morning awakened to the consciousness that his young wife is anything but attractive, although she believes herself to be so. Not to mention those women whose flesh is willing but whose intellect is weak.
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Hot and cold virtues.—Courage, to wit, cold valour
