Abstinence is the worst form of perversion.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTAbstinence is the worst form of perversion.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTYou’ve never lived until you’ve almost died. For those who have fought for it, life has a flavor the protected shall never know.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTI said, ‘If other beings besides us exist on Earth, why didn’t we meet them a long time ago?
GUY DE MAUPASSANTThe 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.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTLove is always love, come whence it may. A heart that beats at your approach, an eye that weeps when you go away are things so rare, so sweet, so precious that they must never be despised.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTTo avoid each other, their eyes had developed an amazing mobility with all the cunning of enemies fearful of meeting each other head on.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTIn the East men know panic, but they do not know what fright is.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTGreat minds that are healthy are never considered geniuses, while this sublime qualification is lavished on brains that are often inferior but are slightly touched by madness.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTIt is better to be unhappy in love than unhappy in marriage, but some people manage to be both.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTOf all the passions, the only one that seems respectable to me is the passion for food
GUY DE MAUPASSANTSolitude is indeed dangerous for a working intelligence. We need to have around us people who think and speak. When we are alone for a long time we people the void with phantoms
GUY DE MAUPASSANTWe breathe love as we breathe air; we hold it in ourselves as we hold our thoughts. Nothing more exists for us.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTTravel, like dreams, is a door that opens from the real world into a world that is yet to be discovered.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTA lawful kiss is never worth as much as a stolen one.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTI 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.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTHistory, that excitable and unreliable old lady.
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