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The true science and study of man is man.

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He who receives a benefit should never forget it; he who bestow should never remember it.

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Pleasure and pain, though directly opposite are contrived to be constant companions.

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The easiest way to be cheated is to believe yourself to be more cunning than others.

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God, Nature, the wise, the world, preach man, exhort him both by word and deed to the study of himself.

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The advice of friends must be received with a judicious reserve; we must not give ourselves up to it and follow it blindly, whether right or wrong.

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The advice of friends must be received with a judicious reserve we must not give ourselves up to it and follow it blindly, whether right or wrong.

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The most excellent and divine counsel, the best and most profitable advertisement of all others, but the least practiced, is to study and learn how to know ourselves. This is the foundation of wisdom and the highway to whatever is good.

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The most excellent and divine counsel, the best and most profitable advertisement of all others, but the least practised, is to study and learn how to know ourselves. This is the foundation of wisdom and the highway to whatever is good. . . . God, Nature, the wise, the world, preach man, exhort him both by word and deed to the study of himself.

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Mon village

Une place minime et quelques rues,
Avec un Christ au carrefour ;
Et l'Escaut gris et puis la tour
Qui se mire, parmi les eaux bourrues ;
Et le quartier du Dam, misérable et lépreux,
Jeté comme au hasard vers les prairies ;
Et près du cimetière aux buis nombreux,
La chapelle vouée à la Vierge Marie,
Par un marin qui s'en revint
On ne sait quand
Des Bermudes ou de Ceylan ;
Tel est - je m'en souviens après combien d'années -
Le village de Saint-Amand
Où je suis né.
C'est là que je vécus mon enfance angoissée,
Parmi les gens de peine et de métier,
Corroyeurs, forgerons, calfats et charpentiers,
Avec le fleuve immense au bout de ma pensée.

Les jours de franc soleil et de belle saison,

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poem by Emile Verhaeren
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