Benjamin Disraeli

The first magic of love is our ignorance that it can ever end.

The first magic of love is our ignorance that it can ever end.

But what minutes! Count them by sensation, and not by calendars, and each moment is a day.

But what minutes! Count them by sensation, and not by calendars, and each moment is a day.

I repeat... that all power is a trust; that we are accountable for its exercise; that from the people and read more

I repeat... that all power is a trust; that we are accountable for its exercise; that from the people and for the people all springs, and all must exist.

I never refuse. I contradict. I sometimes forget.

I never refuse. I contradict. I sometimes forget.

Man is only truly great when he acts from the passions.

Man is only truly great when he acts from the passions.