Hatred is the vice of narrow souls; they feed it with all their littleness, and make it the pretext of base tyrannies.
HONORE DE BALZACThe 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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Love, according to our contemporary poets, is a privilege which two beings confer upon one another, whereby they may mutually cause one another much sorrow over absolutely nothing.
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An unfulfilled vocation drains the color from a man’s entire existence.
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Temperament is the thermometer of character.
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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 has great tranquility of heart who cares neither for the praises nor the fault-finding of men.
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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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Vice is perhaps a desire to learn everything.
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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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Our worst misfortunes never happen, and most miseries lie in anticipation.
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The press is like a woman: sublime when it lies, it will not let go until it has forced you to believe it. The public, like a foolish husband, always succumbs.
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Virtue is not a thing you can have by halves; it is or it is not.
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Cruelty and fear shake hands together.
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Nobody loves a woman because she is handsome or ugly, stupid or intelligent. We love because we love.
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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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Events are never absolute, their outcome depends entirely upon the individual.
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