Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
Sadness is a vice. — Gustave Flaubert
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Sadness is a vice.

— Gustave Flaubert
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