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.
HONORE DE BALZACNoble passions are like vices: the more they are satisfied, the greater they grow, Mothers and gamblers are insatiable.
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We love because we love.
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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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Old maids, having never bent their temper or their lives to other lives and other tempers, as woman’s destiny requires, have for the most part a mania for making everything about them bend to them.
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It is easier to be a lover than a husband for the simple reason that it is more difficult to be witty every day than to say pretty things from time to time.
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Poverty is a divine stepmother who does for youths what their own mothers were unable to do. It introduces them to frugality, to the world and to life.
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Life is simply what out feelings do to us.
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People exaggerate both happiness and unhappiness; we are never so fortunate nor so unfortunate as people say we are.
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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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Want him to be more of a man? Try being more of a woman!
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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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The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness.
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Nothing is a greater impediment to being on good terms with others than being ill at ease with yourself.
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A jealous husband doesnt doubt his wife, but himself.
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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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Vice is perhaps a desire to learn everything.
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