Gold like the sun, which melts wax, but hardens clay, expands great souls. – Antoine Rivarol
Man spends his life in reasoning on the past, in complaining of the present, in fearing future. – Antoine Rivarol
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It is the dim haze of mystery that adds enchantment to pursuit. – Antoine Rivarol
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Heavy hearts, like heavy clouds in the sky, are best relieved by the letting of a little water. – Antoine Rivarol
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