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The smallest flower is a thought, a life answering to some feature of the Great Whole, of whom they have a persistent intuition.
Physically, a man is a man for a much longer time than a woman is a woman.
He has great tranquility of heart who cares neither for the praises nor the fault-finding of men.
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A mother's happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.
The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness.
It is only in the act of nursing that a woman realizes her motherhood in visible and tangible fashion; it is a joy of every moment.
Marriageable girls as well as mothers understand the terms and perils of the lottery called wedlock. That is why women weep at a wedding and men smile.
The future of a nation lies in the hands of mothers.
Our most bitter enemies are our own kith and kin. Kings have no brothers, no sons, no mother!
Men are perfectly willing to abandon a woman but they refuse to be abandoned by her.
In a husband, there is only a man; in a married woman, there is a man, a father, a mother and a woman.
A woman, even a prude, is not long at a loss, however dire her plight. She would seen always to have in hand the fig leaf our Mother Eve bequeathed to her.
Your women of fashion ceases to be a woman. She is neither mother, nor wife, nor lover. She is, medically speaking, sex on the brain.
Noble passions are like vices: the more they are satisfied, the greater they grow, Mothers and gamblers are insatiable.
Self-love is as protective as the Deity; Disenchantment is as perspicacious as a surgeon; Experience is as provident as a mother. Such are the theologic virtues of marriage.
How fondly swindlers coddle their dupes! No mother is as caressing or thoughtful towards her adored child as a merchant in hypocrisy toward his milch-cow.
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To have one's mother-in-law in the country when one lives in Paris, and vice versa, is one of those strokes of luck that one encounters only too rarely.
