The Mouth Keeps Silent To Hear The

Take Love As A Sober Man Takes Wine; Do Not Become A Drunkard. If Your Mistress Is Sincere And Faithful, Love Her For That; But If She Is Not, If She Is Merely Young And Beautiful, Love Her For That; If She Is Agreeable And Spirituelle, Love Her For That; If She Is None Of These Things But Merely Loves You, Love Her For That. Love Does Not Come To Us Every Day.

Perfection Does Not Exist; To Understand It Is The Triumph Of Human Intelligence; To Expect To Possess It Is The Most Dangerous Kind Of Madness.

Experience Is The Name Men Give To Their Follies Or Their Sorrows.

Alas, Everything That Men Say To One Another Is Alike; The Ideas They Exchange Are Almost Always The Same, In Their Conversation. But Inside All Those Isolated Machines, What Hidden Recesses, What Secret Compartments! It Is An Entire World That Each One Carries Within Him, An Unknown World That Is Born And Dies In Silence! What Solitudes All These Human Bodies Are!

The Return Makes One Love The Farewell.