Quote by Anatole France

The truth is that life is delicious, horrible, charming, frightful, sweet, bitter, and that is everything.

The truth is that life is delicious, horrible, charming, fri

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This quote speaks to the complex and multifaceted nature of life. It emphasizes that life is a mix of pleasant and unpleasant experiences, beauty and brutality. It suggests that life's richness is found in embracing this duality and accepting that it encompasses both joy and sorrow, happiness and pain. By acknowledging and appreciating this full spectrum, we can fully engage with the wonders and challenges that life offers us.

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