Maxioms by Honore De Balzac
Love is the poetry of the senses.
Love is the poetry of the senses.
In diving to the bottom of pleasure we bring up more gravel than pearls.
In diving to the bottom of pleasure we bring up more gravel than pearls.
A mother who is really a mother is never free.
A mother who is really a mother is never free.
Equality may perhaps be a right, but no power on earth can ever turn it into a fact.
Equality may perhaps be a right, but no power on earth can ever turn it into a fact.
Passion is universal humanity. Without it religion, history, romance and art would be useless.
Passion is universal humanity. Without it religion, history, romance and art would be useless.
