A naked woman is less dangerous than one who spreads her skirt skillfully to cover and exhibit everything at once.
HONORE DE BALZACLove, 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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All human power is a compound of time and patience.
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Gratitude is a fool’s word; we find it in the dictionary, but it is not in the heart of man.
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Our greatest fears lie in anticipation.
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True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure.
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The 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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True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.
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Woman is a delightful instrument of pleasure, but it is necessary to know its trembling strings, to study the position of them, the timid keyboard, the fingering so changeful and capricious which befits it.
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Man is no match for woman where mischief reigns.
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The victory always has a lot of parents but the defeat is always an orphan.
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Life is simply what out feelings do to us.
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Solitude is fine, but you need someone to tell you that solitude is fine.
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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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What makes friendship indissolute and what doubles its charms is a feeling we find lacking in love: I mean certitude.
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Give to a wounded heart seclusion; consolation nor reason ever effected anything in such a case.
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No woman dares to refuse love without a motive, for nothing is more natural than to yield to love.
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