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Honor� de Balzac
The more you judge, the less you love
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Honor� de Balzac
Nobody loves a woman because she is handsome or ugly, stupid or intelligent. We love because we love
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Honor� de Balzac
Great love affairs start with Champagne and end with tisane
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Honor� de Balzac
First love is a kind of vaccination which saves a man from catching the complaint the second time
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Friedrich Nietzsche
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness
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Friedrich Nietzsche
Love is blind; friendship closes its eyes
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Friedrich Nietzsche
A woman may very well form a friendship with a man, but for this to endure, it must be assisted by a little physical antipathy
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Friedrich Nietzsche
Sensuality often makes love grow too quickly, so that the root remains weak and is easy to pull out
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Johann Goethe
We are shaped and fashioned by what we love
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Johann Goethe
Love does not dominate; it cultivates
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
On Anger:
"For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
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Friedrich Nietzsche
On Destiny:
"Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
Francis Bacon
On Friendship:
"A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."
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