He Who Knows How To

Constancy Is The Chimera Of Love.

The Heaviest Object In The World Is The Body Of The Woman You Have Ceased To Love.

The Shortness Of Life Cannot Dissuade Us From Its Pleasures, Nor Console Us For Its Pains.

We Can Love With All Our Hearts Those In Whom We Recognize Great Faults. It Would Be Impertinent To Believe That Perfection Alone Has The Right To Please Us; Sometimes Our Weaknesses Attach Us To Each Other As Much As Our Virtues.

Necessity Relieves Us From The Embarrassment Of Choice.