Women see everything or nothing according to the inclination of their hearts. Love is their sole light.
HONORE DE BALZACEvery moment of happiness requires a great amount of Ignorance.
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Men die in despair, while spirits die in ecstasy.
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A jealous husband doesnt doubt his wife, but himself.
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Noble hearts are neither jealous nor afraid because jealousy spells doubt and fear spells pettiness.
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As a rule, only the poor are generous. Rich people can always find excellent reasons for not handing over twenty thousand francs to a relative.
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Liberty begets anarchy, anarchy leads to despotism, and despotism brings about liberty once again. Millions of human beings have perished without being able to make any of these systems triumph.
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Hope is a memory that desires, the memory is a memory that has enjoyed.
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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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I can no longer think of anything but you. In spite of myself, my imagination carries me to you. I grasp you, I kiss you, I caress you, a thousand of the most amorous caresses take possession of me.
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A good husband is never the first to go to sleep at night or the last to awake in the morning.
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If you are to judge a man, you must know his secret thoughts, sorrows, and feelings; to know merely the outward events of a man’s life would only serve to make a chronological table-a fool’s notion of history.
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Love is perhaps no more than gratitude for pleasure.
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If we all said to people’s faces what we say behind one another’s backs, society would be impossible.
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Marriage must incessantly contend with a monster that devours everything: familiarity.
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A lover teaches a wife all her husband has kept from her.
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The secret of great fortunes without apparent cause is a crime forgotten, for it was properly done.
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