As a rule, only the poor are generous. Rich people can always find excellent reasons for not handing over twenty thousand francs to a relative.
HONORE DE BALZACOur greatest fears lie in anticipation.
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Hatred is the vice of narrow souls; they feed it with all their littleness, and make it the pretext of base tyrannies.
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He has great tranquility of heart who cares neither for the praises nor the fault-finding of men.
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Woman is closer to angels than man because she knows how to mingle an infinite tenderness with the most absolute compassion.
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It is easier to be a lover than a husband for the simple reason that it is more difficult to be witty every day than to say pretty things from time to time.
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There is a cure for temptation. What? Yielding to it.
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At fifteen, neither beauty nor talent exist: a woman is all promise.
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Death is as unexpected in his caprice as a courtesan in her disdain; but death is truer – Death has never forsaken any man.
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In intimate family life, there comes a moment when children, willingly or no, become the judges of their parents.
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Liberty begets anarchy, anarchy leads to despotism, and despotism brings about liberty once again. Millions of human beings have perished without being able to make any of these systems triumph.
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Man is no match for woman where mischief reigns.
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In the first woman we love, we love everything. Growing older, we love the woman only.
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A courage which looks easy & yet is rare; the courage of a teacher repeating day after day the same lessons – the least rewarded of all forms of courage.
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The smallest flower is a thought, a life answering to some feature of the Great Whole, of whom they have a persistent intuition.
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Cruelty and fear shake hands together.
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Poetry is only born after painful journeys into the vast regions of thought.
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