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.
HONORE DE BALZACLiberty 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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Want him to be more of a man? Try being more of a woman!
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A jealous husband doesnt doubt his wife, but himself.
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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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God is the poet; men are but the actors. The great dramas of earth were written in heaven.
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Do you know what is the hardest thing in life? To make a choice.
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Memories beautify life, but the capacity to forget makes it bearable.
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Everybody all over the world takes a wife’s estimate into account in forming an opinion of a man.
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Those who spend too fast never grow rich.
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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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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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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 must be a genius to create a good husband.
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Talent is a flame, but genius is a fire.
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In intimate family life, there comes a moment when children, willingly or no, become the judges of their parents.
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