Maxioms by Francois De La Rochefoucauld
We sometimes imagine we hate flattery, but we only hate the way we are flattered.
We sometimes imagine we hate flattery, but we only hate the way we are flattered.
When love becomes labored we welcome an act of infidelity towards ourselves to free us from fidelity
When love becomes labored we welcome an act of infidelity towards ourselves to free us from fidelity
There is only one sort of love, but there are a thousand copies.
There is only one sort of love, but there are a thousand copies.
There are few virtuous women who are not bored with their trade.
There are few virtuous women who are not bored with their trade.
True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.
True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.