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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.

Honore de Balzac

Man is no match for woman where mischief reigns.
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Man Mischeif 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
Women see everything or nothing according to the inclination of their hearts. Love is their sole light.
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Heart Light Love See Woman
Where poverty ceases, avarice begins.
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Beginning Poverty
Memories beautify life, but the capacity to forget makes it bearable.
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Beautiful Capacity Forget Life Memories
Courtesy is only a thin veneer on the general selfishness.
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Courtesy General Selfish
Cruelty and fear shake hands together.
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Cruelty Hands Togetherness
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
First love is a kind of vaccination which saves a man from catching the complaint the second time.
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Complaint Kind Love Time Vaccination
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure.
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Equality Forever Love Pure True
True lovers know how trifling a thing is money yet how difficult to blend with love!
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Difficult Love Lover Money True
Many people claim coffee inspires them, but, as everybody knows, coffee only makes boring people even more boring.
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Boredom Coffee People
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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Food Hate Small Soul Vice
A mother’s happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.
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Fond Happiness Memories Mom Pass
Solitude is fine, but you need someone to tell you that solitude is fine.
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Need Solitude Yourself
Hope is a light diet, but very stimulating.
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Hope Light Stimulation

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