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Quote by Franz Kafka
In theory there is a possibility of perfect happiness: To believe

In theory there is a possibility of perfect happiness: To believe in the indestructible element within one, and not to strive towards it. – Franz Kafka

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We are sinful not only because we have eaten of the Tree of Knowledge, but also because we have not yet eaten of the Tree of Life. The state in which we are is sinful, irrespective of guilt. – Franz Kafka

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There are only two things. Truth and lies. Truth is indivisible, hence it cannot recognize itself anyone who wants to recognize it has to be a lie. – Franz Kafka

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If we did not look to marriage as the principal source of happiness, fewer marriages would end in tears. – Anthony Storr

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America has believed that in differentiation, not in uniformity, lies the path of progress. It acted on this belief it has advanced human happiness, and it has prospered. – Louis D. Brandeis

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People let their own hang-ups become the obstacles between them and personal happiness. – Lucinda Williams

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I can be forced to live without happiness, but I will never consent to live without honor. – Pierre Corneille

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No tyranny is so irksome as petty tyranny: the officious demands of policemen, government clerks, and electromechanical gadgets. – Edward Abbey

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But it seemed to Lucy, in her waking womanhood, that there were other secrets hidden in Greymire; secrets that belonged to her alone, and would some day whisper their message to her heart. – Florence Bone (1875–1971), The Morning of To‑Day, 1907

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