Imitation is not just the sincerest form of flattery - it's the sincerest form of learning.
Infiltration is the sincerest form of flattery.
Imitation is the sincerest form of television.
Immigration is the sincerest form of flattery.
Listening, not imitation, may be the sincerest form of flattery.
Imitation is the sincerest form of pain.
Imitation is the sincerest form of show business.
Heart-stopping envy is the sincerest form of flattery.
Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, but theft is a sin.
Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.
We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell Of saddest thought.
It is the sincerest thing I have written, caught by the drama of a soul struggling in the contrary toils of love and religion - death brought them into harmony.
I believe that love--not imitation--is the sincerest form of flattery. Your imitator thinks that you can be duplicated; your lover knows you can't.
My sincerest gratitude to every ass hole, horrible boss, and worthless piece of shit I've ever met for giving me new and endless material to work with and a way to earn a living exposing you.
Art creates an incomparable and unique effect, and, having done so, passes on to other things. Nature, upon the other hand, forgetting that that imitation can be made the sincerest form of insult, keeps on repeating this effect until we all become ab...
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