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Rossini! divino Maestro!
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So we keep asking, over and over, Until a handful of earth Stops our mouths - But is that an answer?
Bien sur, il me pardonnera; c'est son metier. [Of course he will forgive me; that's his job.]
One should forgive one's enemies, but not before they are hanged.
If the Romans had been obliged to learn Latin, they would never have found time to conquer the world.
Ordinarily he is insane, but he has lucid moments when he is only stupid.
Great genius takes shape by contact with another great genius, but less by assimilation than by friction.
No talent, but a character.
My songs, they say, are poisoned. How else, love, could it be? Thou hast, with deadly magic, Poured poison into me.
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