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.
HONORE DE BALZACLife is simply what out feelings do to us.
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Our greatest fears lie in anticipation.
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We cannot confront solitude without moral resources.
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It is quite right what they say: the three most beautiful sights in the world are a ship in full sail, a galloping horse, and a woman dancing.
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The greater a man’s talents, the more marked his idiosyncracies. Yet in the provinces originality is considered perilously close to lunacy.
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Memories beautify life, but the capacity to forget makes it bearable.
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Events are never absolute, their outcome depends entirely upon the individual.
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A lover always thinks of his mistress first and himself second; with a husband it runs the other way.
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When you doubt your power, you give power to your doubt.
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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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A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.
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Coffee falls into the stomach. Ideas begin to move, things remembered arrive at full gallop. the shafts of wit start up like sharp-shooters, similes arise, the paper is covered with ink.
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When Religion and Royalty are swept away, the people will attack the great, and after the great, they will fall upon the rich.
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Where poverty ceases, avarice begins.
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Hatred is the vice of narrow souls; they feed it with all their littleness, and make it the pretext of base tyrannies.
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Love, 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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