Those men, those of former times, had soul and eyes that in no way resemble ours, and in their veins, along with their blood, flowed something that has disappeared: love and admiration for the Beautiful.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTOf all the passions, the only one that seems respectable to me is the passion for food
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Travel, like dreams, is a door that opens from the real world into a world that is yet to be discovered.
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Legitimized love always despises its easygoing brother.
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The kiss itself is immortal. It travels from lip to lip, century to century, from age to age. Men and women garner these kisses, offer them to others and then die in turn.
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Everything is false, everything is possible, everything is doubtful.
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I love the night passionately. I love it with all my senses: I love to see it, I love to breathe it in, I love to open my ears to its silence, I love my whole body to be caressed by its blackness.
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The essence of life is the smile of round female bottoms, under the shadow of cosmic boredom.
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Breathing, sleeping, drinking, eating, working, dreaming, everything we do is dying. to live, in fact, is to die.
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In the East men know panic, but they do not know what fright is.
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History, that excitable and unreliable old lady.
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Whatever you want to say, there is only one word to express it, only one verb to give it movement, only one adjective to qualify it.
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To avoid each other, their eyes had developed an amazing mobility with all the cunning of enemies fearful of meeting each other head on.
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Anguish of suspense made men even desire the arrival of enemies.
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I said, ‘If other beings besides us exist on Earth, why didn’t we meet them a long time ago?
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You’ll find that my coquetry is quite impartial, which allows me to keep my friends.
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Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.
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