Maxioms by Honore De Balzac
Love is the poetry of the senses.
Love is the poetry of the senses.
Love is a game in which one always cheats.
Love is a game in which one always cheats.
When women love us, they forgive us everything, even our crimes; when they do not love us, they give us read more
When women love us, they forgive us everything, even our crimes; when they do not love us, they give us credit for nothing, not even our virtues.
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.
I do not regard a broker as a member of the human race.
I do not regard a broker as a member of the human race.
