Love And Work Have The Virtues Of

Whereas Scoundrels Become Reconciled After Knifing One Another, Lovers Break Up Irrevocably Over A Mere Glance Or Word.

Poets And Men Of Action Differ: The Former Yield To Their Feelings In Order To Reproduce Them In Lively Colors, And Therefore Judge Only Ex Post Facto; The Latter Feel And Judge At One And The Same Time.

Isn't It Really Quite Extraordinary To See That, Since Man Took His First Step, No One Has Asked Himself Why He Walks, How He Walks, If He Has Ever Walked, If He Could Walk Better, What He Achieves In Walking .. Questions That Are Tied To All The Philosophical, Psychological, And Political Systems Which Preoccupy The World.

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.

Noble Passions Are Like Vices: The More They Are Satisfied, The Greater They Grow, Mothers And Gamblers Are Insatiable.