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TODAYS BIRTHDAYS  PIERRE CORNEILLE DRAMATIST 1696-1684 “Le Cid” “L’illusion Comique”
TO WIN WITHOUT RISK IS TO TRIUMPH WITHOUT GLORY.
LOVE IS A TYRANT SPARING NONE.
WE NEVER TASTE HAPPINESS IN PERFECTION, OUR MOST FORTUNATE
SUCCESSES ARE MIXED WITH SADNESS.
TRUE, I AM YOUNG, BUT SOULS NOBLY BORN VALOR DOESN’T 
AWAIT THE PASSING OF YEARS.
THE MANNER OF GIVING IS WORTH MORE THAN THE GIFT.
HE WHO DOES NOT FEAR DEATH CARES NAUGHT  FOR THREATS.`
HAPPINESS SEEMS MADE TO BE SHARED.
TREACHERY IS NOBLE WHEN AIMED AT TYRANNY.
HE WHO CAN LIVE IN INFAMY IS UNWORTHY OF LIFE.
ONE OFTEN CALMS ONE’S GRIEF BY RECOUNTING IT.
DO YOUR DUTY AND LEAVE THE REST TO HEAVEN.
THOSE WHO EASILY FORGIVE INVITE OFFENSES.
HE WHO IS HATED BY ALL CANNOT EXPECT TO LIVE LONG.
            PEACE IS PRODUCED BY WAR.
WHEN A PATIENT LOVES HIS DISEASE, HOW UNWILLING HE
IS TO ALLOW A REMEDY TO BE APPLIED.
A LIAR IS ALWAYS LAVISH OF OATHS.
THE GREATER THE EFFORT, THE GREATER THE GLORY.
SELF-LOVE IS THE SOURCE OF ALL OUR OTHER LOVES.
HE WHO ALLOWS HIMSELF TO BE INSULTED DESERVES TO BE.
DECEIT IS THE GAME OF PETTY SPIRITS, AND THAT IS BY
NATURE A WOMAN’S QUALITY.
EVERY MAN OF COURAGE IS MAN OF HIS WORD.
I SEE, I KNOW, I BELIEVE, I AM UNDECEIVED.
I CAN BE FORCED TO LIVE WITHOUT HAPPINESS, 
BUT I WILL NEVER CONSENT TO LIVE WITHOUT HONOR.
A GOOD MEMORY IS NEEDED AFTER ONE HAS LIED.
BRAVE MEN ARE BRAVE FROM THE VERY FIRST.
HOW DELICIOUS IS PLEASURE AFTER TORMENT.
MY SWEETEST HOPE IS TO LOSE HOPE.
I AGREE TO, OR RATHER ASPIRE TO, MY DOOM.
REASON AND LOVE ARE SWORN ENEMIES.
THE SUBJECT OF GOOD TRAGEDY MUST NOT BE REALISTIC.
MIGNON MCLAUGHLIN  JOURNALIST 1913-1983 “The Neurotics Notebook”
A SUCCESSFUL MARRIAGE REQUIRES FALLING IN LOVE
MANY TIMES, ALWAYS WITH THE SAME PERSON.
A SENSE OF HUMOR IS A MAJOR DEFENSE AGAINST MINOR TROUBLES.
THE ONLY KIND OF COURAGE THAT MATTERS IS THE KIND
THAT GETS YOU FROM ONE MOMENT TO THE NEXT.
IF I KNEW WHAT I’M SO ANXIOUS ABOUT, I WOULDN’T BE SO ANXIOUS. 
IT’S THE MOST UNHAPPY PEOPLE WHO MOST FEAR CHANGE.
LOVE OPENS WINDOWS THAT WEREN’T EVEN THERE BEFORE.
WE ARE ALL BORN BRAVE, TRUSTING AND GREEDY,
AND MOST OF US REMAIN GREEDY.
NO ONE REALLY LISTENS TO ANYONE ELSE,
AND IF YOU TRY FOR A WHILE YOU’LL SEE WHY.
EVEN COWARDS CAN ENDURE HARDSHIP, ONLY THE BRAVE CAN ENDURE SUSPENSE.
THE HEAD NEVER RULES THE HEART, BUT JUST BECOMES ITS PARTNER IN CRIME.
LOVE IS THE SILENT SAYING AND SAYING OF A SINGLE NAME.
NO ONE HAS EVER LOVED ANYONE THE WAY EVERYONE WANTS TO BE LOVED.
MOST OF US BECOME PARENTS LONG BEFORE WE HAVE STOPPED BEING CHILDREN.
WE WOULD ALL LIKE A REPUTATION FOR GENEROSITY AND WE’D ALL LIKE TO BUY IT CHEAP.
FOR THE HAPPIEST LIFE, DAYS SHOULD BE RIGOROUSLY PLANNED NIGHTS LEFT OPEN TO CHANCE.
EVERY SOCIETY HONORS ITS LIVE CONFORMISTS AND ITS DEAD TROUBLEMAKERS.
NYMPHOMANIAC: A WOMAN AS OBSESSED WITH SEX AS AN AVERAGE MAN.
NO MATTER HOW BRILLIANTLY AN IDEA IS STATED, WE WILL NOT BE MOVED UNLESS WE HAVE HALF THOUGHT OF IT OURSELVES. 
WILLIAM INGE  PLAYWRIGHT  1860-1954. “PICNIC” “Bus Stop” “Natural Affection”
WE have enslaved the rest of the animal creation, and have treated our distant cousins
in fur and feathers so badly that beyond doubt, if they were able to formulate a
religion, they would depict the DEVIL in human form.
ORIGINALITY IS UNDETECTED PLAGIARISM.
WORRY IS INTEREST PAID ON TROUBLE BEFORE IT COMES DUE.
THE HAPPIEST PEOPLE SEEM TO BE THOSE WHO HAVE NO PARTICULAR
CAUSE FOR BEING HAPPY EXCEPT THAT THEY ARE SO.
THERE ARE NO REWARDS OR PUNISHMENT — ONLY CONSEQUENCES.
THE ENEMIES OF FREEDOM DO NOT ARGUE; THEY SHOUT AND THEY SHOOT.
THE WISE MAN IS HE WHO KNOWS THE RELATIVE VALUE OF THINGS.
GAMBLING IS A DISEASE OF BARBARIANS SUPERFICIALLY CIVILIZED.
NOBODY IS BORED WHEN HE IS TRYIN G TO MAKE SOMETHING THAT
IS BEAUTIFUL, OR TO DISCOVER SOMETHING THAT IS TRUE.
THE PROPER TIME TO INFLUENCE THE CHARACTER OF A CHILD
IS ABOUT A HUNDRED YEARS BEFORE HE IS BORN.
WE TOLERATE SHAPES IN HUMAN BEINGS THAT WOULD HORRIFY US
IF WE SAW THEM IN A HORSE.
     A GOOD GOVERNMENT REMAINS THE GREATEST OF HUMAN BLESSINGS
AND NO NATION HAS EVER ENJOYED IT.
THE SOUL IS DYED WITH THE COLOR OF ITS LEISURE THOUGHTS.
BEREAVEMENT IS THE DEPEST INITIATION INTO THE MYSTERIES OF
HUMAN LIFE, AN INITIATION MORE SEARCHING AND PROFOUND THAN EVEN HAPPY LOVE.

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