At a distance, we cannot conceive of the authority of a despot who knows all his subjects on sight.
STENDHALLogic is neither an art nor a science but a dodge.
More Stendhal Quotes
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Faith, I am no such fool; everyone for himself in this desert of selfishness which is called life.
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Great ladies are no more spiteful than the average rich woman; but one acquires in their society a greater susceptibility, and feels more profoundly andmore irremediably, their unpleasant remarks.
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A woman of generous character will sacrifice her life a thousand times over for her lover, but will break with him for ever over a question of pride.
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A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.
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Women prefer emotions to reasoning.
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Love is like a fever which comes and goes quite independently of the will. There are no age limits for love.
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There is no such thing as “natural law”: this expression is nothing but old nonsense… Prior to laws, what is natural is only the strength of the lion, or the need of the creature suffering from hunger or cold, in short, need.
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I think no woman I have had ever gave me so sweet a moment, or at so light a price, as the moment I owe to a newly heard musical phrase.
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Love has always been the most important business in my life; I should say the only one.
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The French are the wittiest, the most charming, and up to the present, at all events, the least musical race on Earth.
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The first qualification for a historian is to have no ability to invent.
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Any man who talks about his love affairs thereby proves he is ignorant of love and is moved only by vanity.
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I have a bad memory for facts.
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This is the curse of our age, even the strangest aberrations are no cure for boredom.
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The ordinary procedure of the nineteenth century is that when a powerful and noble personage encounters a man of feeling, he kills, exiles, imprisons or so humiliates him that the other, like a fool, dies of grief.
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