First love is a kind of vaccination which saves a man from catching the complaint the second time.
HONORE DE BALZACWomen see everything or nothing according to the inclination of their hearts. Love is their sole light.
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Woman is a most charming creature, who changes her heart as easily as she does her gloves.
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All human power is a compound of time and patience.
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How sternly we reproach virtue for its failings, how indulgent we are to the better qualities of vice!
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Everybody all over the world takes a wife’s estimate into account in forming an opinion of a man.
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Those who spend too fast never grow rich.
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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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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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There are two histories : official history, lying, and then secret history, where you find the real causes of events.
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Like hunger, physical love is a necessity. But man’s appetite for amour is never so regular or so sustained as his appetite for the delights of the table.
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Great minds always tend to see virtue in misfortune.
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The duration of passion is proportionate with the original resistance of the woman.
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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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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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He who best knows the world will love it least.
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A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.
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