We bow to the man who kneels.
Nous saluons qui s’agenouille.
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Never am I seen with coats bedizened with gold and gems; I leave this false splendour to badly organized minds.
p. 1027
It is nothing to die; it is horrible not to live.
The soul does not give itself up to despair until it has exhausted all illusions.
p. 968
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