A Quote by Pepe

Au revoir, pidgeon. Sweeting is such part sorrow. — © Pepe
Au revoir, pidgeon. Sweeting is such part sorrow.

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I never say goodbye, I say, “au-revoir.” Goodbye is so final. Au-revoir means I will see you again.
I really like Au Revoir Simone.
Au revoir, jewelled alligators and white hotels, hallucinatory forests, farewell.
If I told my wife I was going to become a manager she'd say 'sign this then. Don't worry it's only a divorce. Au revoir'.
Never say "Au revoir" unless you have been talking French, or are speaking to a French person.
Oh, and by the way, I'm gonna beat you tonight, and I'm gonna enjoy every second of it. Au revoir!
Surely it is not true blessedness to be free of sorrow while there is sorrow and sin in the world. Sorrow is a part of love and love does not seek to throw it off.
Yet I also suspected that what I was seeing was but a part of the truth and perhaps not even the most important part; beneath these faces, these clothes, accents, rudenesses, was power and sorrow, both unadmitted, unrealized, the power of inventors, the sorrow of the disconnected.
thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a most sharp sauce.
Happy the poet who with ease can steer From grave to gay, from lively to severe. [Lat., Heureux qui, dans ses vers, sait d'une voix legere Passer du grave au doux, du plaisant au severe.]
Soyons fermes, purs et fidèles ; au bout de nos peines, il y a la plus grande gloire du monde, celle des hommes qui n'ont pas cédé. [Let us be firm, pure and faithful; at the end of our sorrow, there is the greatest glory of the world, that of the men who did not give in.]
So long as there is death there will be sorrow, and so long as there is sorrow it can be no part of the duty of human beings to increase its amount, in spite of the fact that a few rare spirits know how to transmute it.
Life goes on after sorrow, in spite of sorrow, as a defense against sorrow.
Sorrow is so woven through us, so much a part of our souls, or at least any understanding of our souls that we are able to attain, that every experience is dyed with its color. This is why, even in moments of joy, part of that joy is the seams of ore that are our sorrow. They burn darkly and beautifully in the midst of joy, and they make joy the complete experience that it is. But they still burn.
Joy is hidden in sorrow and sorrow in joy. If we try to avoid sorrow at all costs, we may never taste joy, and if we are suspicious of ecstasy, agony can never reach us either. Joy and sorrow are the parents of our spiritual growth.
Sorrow and frustration have their power. The world is moved by people with great discontents. Happiness is a drug. It can make men blind and deaf and insensible to reality. There are times when only sorrow can give to sorrow.
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