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After me, a flood of chaos. [Apres moi, le deluge.]
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-- Joseph-Desire...
Mature, or not mature, a fruit falls in face of the storm of history. [Mure, ou pas mure, un fruit tombe comme meme...
I no longer have a borrowed soul. I no longer have borrowed thoughts or ideas. I no longer speak in a borrowed...
You should steal little by little. [Il faut voler petit a petit.]
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I will sell by head at a very high cost. [Je venderai ma tete tres chere.]