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Image of the quote is loading... SaveSave Satisfying a savage instinct is incomparably more pleasurable than satisfying a civilized one. - Quote by Jed Rubenfeld

Satisfying a savage instinct is incomparably more pleasurable than satisfying a civilized one.

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There is no mystery to happiness. Unhappy men are all alike. Some wound they suffered long ago, some wish denied, some blow to pride, some kindling spark of love put out by scorn -- or worse, indifference -- cleaves to them, or they to it, and so they live each day within a shroud of yesterdays. The happy man dies not look back. He doesn't look ahead. He lives in the present.
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A woman's love for a man is ha;f animal passion and half hate. The more a woman loves a man, the more she hates him. If a man is worth having, he must be a woman's superior; if he is her superior, part of her must hate him. It is only in beauty we surpass you, and it is therefore no wonder that we worship beauty above all else.
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