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Though the human heart may have to pause for rest when climbing the heights of affection it rarely stops on the slippery slope of hatred.

Honore de Balzac

Women are happy to possess a man whom all women covet.
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Happiness Man Possession Relationship Woman
One hour of love has a whole life in it.
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Life Love Ourselves Time
When women love us, they forgive us everything, even our crimes; when they do not love us, they give us credit for nothing, not even our virtues.
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Credit Crime Forgiveness Love Ourselves Virtue Woman
Some day you will find out that there is far more happiness in another’s happiness than in your own.
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Day Finding Happiness Yourself
Hatred like love feeds on the merest trifles. Everything adds to it. Just as the being we love can do no wrong, so the one we hate can do no right.
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Food Hate Love Right Wrong
A good husband is never the first to go to sleep at night or the last to awake in the morning.
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Awake Goodness Husband Morning Sleep
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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Angel Compassionate Infinity Woman
Old maids, having never bent their temper or their lives to other lives and other tempers, as woman’s destiny requires, have for the most part a mania for making everything about them bend to them.
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Destiny Live Maid Old Requirement Woman
Love is the poetry of the senses.
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Love Poetry Sense
How can we explain the perpetuity of envy–a vice which yields no return?
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Explanation Jealous Return
Gratitude is a fool’s word; we find it in the dictionary, but it is not in the heart of man.
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Dictionary Fools Gratitude Heart Man World
When you doubt your power, you give power to your doubt.
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Doubt Power Yourself
Though the human heart may have to pause for rest when climbing the heights of affection it rarely stops on the slippery slope of hatred.
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Affection Hate Heart Human Rare Slope
Temperament is the thermometer of character.
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Angry Character Measurement
A mother who is really a mother is never free.
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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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Though the human heart may have to pause for rest when climbing the heights of affection it rarely stops on the slippery slope of hatred.

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Though the human heart may have to pause for rest when climbing the heights of affection it rarely stops on the slippery slope of hatred.

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