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Friendship lives on its income, love devours its capital.
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Happiness is always the inaccessible castle which sinks in ruin when we set foot on it.
Arsene Houssaye
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The graves of those we have loved and lost distress and console as.
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The Parisienne is not in fashion, she is fashion.
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Hope is the virgin of the ideal world, who opens beaten to as in the midst of every tempest.
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Whoever embarks with women embarks with a storm; but they are themselves the safety boats.
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Up to forty a woman has only forty springs in her heart. After that age she has only forty winters.
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Have you not sometimes seen happiness? Yes, the happiness of others.
Arsene Houssaye