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To be happy, a man must love his wife as she chooses to be loved.

Honore de Balzac

Can you find a man who loves the occupation that provides him with a livelihood? Professions are like marriages; we end by feeling only their inconveniences.
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Live Man Marriage Occupation Professional Yourself
There is no such thing as a great talent without great will power.
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Greatness Power Talent Willing
To be happy, a man must love his wife as she chooses to be loved.
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Choice Happiness Herself Love Man Wife
All happiness depends on courage and work. I have had many periods of wretchedness, but with energy and above all with illusions, I pulled through them all.
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Courage Depend Energy Happiness Illusion Myself Work
Coffee falls into the stomach. Ideas begin to move, things remembered arrive at full gallop. the shafts of wit start up like sharp-shooters, similes arise, the paper is covered with ink.
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Beginning Coffee Fall Ideas Ink Paper Smile
Noble hearts are neither jealous nor afraid because jealousy spells doubt and fear spells pettiness.
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Afraid Heart Jealous Spell
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
Life is simply what out feelings do to us.
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Feeling Life Ourselves Simplicity
Poetry is only born after painful journeys into the vast regions of thought.
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Born Journey Painful Poetry Thinking
The more one judges, the less one loves.
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Judgement Love Oneself
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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Difficult Easy Husband Love Simplicity Talk Time
I can no longer think of anything but you. In spite of myself, my imagination carries me to you. I grasp you, I kiss you, I caress you, a thousand of the most amorous caresses take possession of me.
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Carry Imagination Kiss Myself Possession Thinking
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
The fact is that love is of two kinds, one which commands, and one which obeys. The two are quite distinct, and the passion to which the one gives rise is not the passion of the other.
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Command Different Fact Kind Love Obedience Oneself Passion Quite
He who best knows the world will love it least.
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Best Himself Love World
A jealous husband doesnt doubt his wife, but himself.
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Doubt Himself Husband Jealous

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