The essence of life is the smile of round female bottoms, under the shadow of cosmic boredom.
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Anand Thakur
The essence of life is the smile of round female bottoms, under the shadow of cosmic boredom.
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 MAUPASSANTChampagne- the wine of kings, the king of wines.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTWhatever 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.
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 MAUPASSANTWe breathe love as we breathe air; we hold it in ourselves as we hold our thoughts. Nothing more exists for us.
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 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 MAUPASSANTEvery government has as much of a duty to avoid war as a ship’s captain has to avoid a shipwreck.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTHistory, that excitable and unreliable old lady.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTTo lie about a far country is easy.
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 MAUPASSANTBreathing, sleeping, drinking, eating, working, dreaming, everything we do is dying. to live, in fact, is to die.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTMilitary men are the scourges of the world.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTOne sometimes weeps over one’s illusions with as much bitterness as over a death.
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