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.

Marilyn Vos Savant
I believe that love--not imitation--is the sincerest form of flattery....
I believe that love--not imitation--is the sincerest form of flattery....
I believe that love--not imitation--is the sincerest form of flattery....
I believe that love--not imitation--is the sincerest form of flattery....
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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. Flattery is a form of praise someone gives in order to make another person feel better about themselves. The fact that they think you can be duplicated tells me that they care for you, but they don’t care about you in the same way I do.

In other words, when people tell me I’m great, it’s a form of flattery. I know they don’t truly mean it, but when they say “I’m great!” they are trying to make me happy.

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