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.
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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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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One hour of love has a whole life in it.
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The man as he converses is the lover; silent, he is the husband.
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How can we explain the perpetuity of envy–a vice which yields no return?
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Love is not only a feeling, it is also an art. A simple word, a sensitive precaution, a mere nothing reveal to a woman the sublime artist who can touch her heart without withering it.
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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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Temperament is the thermometer of character.
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Life is simply what out feelings do to us.
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Life cannot go on without much forgetting.
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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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Hope is a memory that desires, the memory is a memory that has enjoyed.
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Equality may be a right, but no power on earth can convert it into fact.
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The more one judges, the less one loves.
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Every moment of happiness requires a great amount of Ignorance.
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There is a cure for temptation. What? Yielding to it.
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