ind has chosen to call marriage
a man-trap
MONSIEUR DE CAMORS, By Octave Feuillet
A man never should kneel unless sure of
rising a conqueror
A defensive attitude is never agreeable
to a man
Bad to fear the opinion of people one
despises
Believing that it is for virtue's sake
alone such men love them
Camors refused, hesitated, made
objections, and consented
Confounding progress with discord,
liberty with license
Contempt for men is the beginning of
wisdom
Cried out, with the blunt candor of his
age
Dangers of liberty outweighed its
benefits
Demanded of him imperatively--the time
of day
Determined to cultivate ability rather
than scrupulousness
Disenchantment which follows possession
Do not get angry. Rarely laugh, and
never weep
Every one is the best judge of his own
affairs
Every road leads to Rome--and one as
surely as another
Every cause that is in antagonism with
its age commits suicide
God--or no principles!
Have not that pleasure, it is useless
to incur the penalties
He is charming, for one always feels in
danger near him
Inconstancy of heart is the special
attribute of man
Intemperance of her zeal and the
acrimony of her bigotry
Knew her danger, and, unlike most of
them, she did not love it
Man, if he will it, need not grow old:
the lion must
Never can make revolutions with gloves
on
Once an excellent remedy, is a
detestable regimen
One of those pious persons who always
think evil
Pleasures of an independent code of
morals
Police regulations known as religion
Principles alone, without faith in some
higher sanction
Property of all who are strong enough
to stand it
Put herself on good terms with God, in
case He should exist
'Semel insanivimus omnes.' (every one
has his madness)
Slip forth from the common herd, my
son, think for yourself
Suspicion that he is a feeble human
creature after all!
There will be no more belief in Christ
than in Jupiter
Ties that become duties where we only
sought pleasures
Truth is easily found. I shall read
all the newspapers
Two persons who desired neither to
remember nor to forget
Whether in this world one must be a
fanatic or nothing
Whole world of politics and religion
rushed to extremes
With the habit of thinking, had not
lost the habit of laughing
You can not make an omelette without
first breaking the eggs
THE RED LILY, By Anatole
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