Tuesday, May 18, 2010

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Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Thursday, March 18, 2010

-And then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will yes.
-Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.
-Men are governed by lines of intellect - women: by curves of emotion.

-No pen, no ink, no table, no room, no time, no quiet, no inclination.
-Poetry, even when apparently most fantastic, is always a revolt against artifice, a revolt, in a sense, against actuality.
-Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother's love is not.
-Your battles inspired me - not the obvious material battles but those that were fought and won behind your forehead.

-James Joyce

-A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.
-A young bride is like a plucked flower; but a guilty wife is like a flower that had been walked over.
-All humanity is passion; without passion, religion, history, novels, art would be ineffectual.
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An unfulfilled vocation drains the color from a man's entire existence.
-Equality may perhaps be a right, but no power on earth can ever turn it into a fact.
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Excess of joy is harder to bear than any amount of sorrow.
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It is as absurd to say that a man can't love one woman all the time as it is to say that a violinist needs several violins to play the same piece of music.
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Laws are spider webs through which the big flies pass and the little ones get caught.
-Love has its own instinct, finding the way to the heart, as the feeblest insect finds the way to its flower, with a will which nothing can dismay nor turn aside.
-Many men are deeply moved by the mere semblance of suffering in a woman; they take the look of pain for a sign of constancy or of love.
-Power is not revealed by striking hard or often, but by striking true.
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The more one judges, the less one loves.
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There is no such thing as a great talent without great will power.
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True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart
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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.

Honore De Balzac

Friday, February 12, 2010


photo by me.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Tuesday, February 2, 2010