True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure.
HONORE DE BALZACNothing is a greater impediment to being on good terms with others than being ill at ease with yourself.
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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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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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Great love affairs start with Champagne and end with tisane.
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The victory always has a lot of parents but the defeat is always an orphan.
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The more one judges, the less one loves.
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Many people claim coffee inspires them, but, as everybody knows, coffee only makes boring people even more boring.
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To live in the presence of great truths and eternal laws, to be led by permanent ideals – that is what keeps a man patient when the world ignores him, and calm and unspoiled when the world praises him.
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Some day you will find out that there is far more happiness in another’s happiness than in your own.
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It is easy to sit up and take notice, What is difficult is getting up and taking action.
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The motto of chivalry is also the motto of wisdom; to serve all, but love only one.
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In the first woman we love, we love everything. Growing older, we love the woman only.
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It is as absurd to say that a man can’t love one woman all the time as it is to say that a violinist needs several violins to play the same piece of music.
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Nothing is a greater impediment to being on good terms with others than being ill at ease with yourself.
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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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The man who enters his wife’s dressing room is either a philosopher or a fool.
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