Relationships and Family

Love . . . dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source, it dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illnesses and wounds, it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings, but never a natural death. Every lover should be brought to trial as the murderer of his own love.

Life is like a beautiful flirt, whom we love and to whom, finally, we grant every condition she imposes as long as she doesn’t leave us.

A family library is a breeding-place for character.

A kiss, when all is said, what is it? An oath sworn nearer by; a promise made With greater certainty; a vow which seeks To make itself more binding; a rosy dot Placed on the “i” in loving; ’tis a secret Told to the mouth instead of to the ear.

A kiss, when all is said, what is it? An oath sworn nearer by; a promise made With greater certainty; a vow which seeks To make itself more binding; a rosy dot Placed on the “i” in loving; ’tis a secret Told to the mouth instead of to the ear.

A man’s kiss is his signature.

A man’s kiss is his signature.

Lips that taste of tears, they say Are the best for kissing.

Jealousy is always born with love but does not always die with it.

Jealousy in romance is like salt in food. A little can enhance the savor, but too much can spoil the pleasure and, under certain circumstances, can be life-threatening.

Of all crimes that human creatures are capable of committing, the most horrid and unnatural is ingratitude, especially when it is committed against parents.

What a miserable thing life is: you’re living in clover, only the clover isn’t good enough.

Do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach.

If you begin by sacrificing yourself to those you love, you will end by hating those to whom you have sacrificed yourself.

We admit that when the divinity we worshipped made itself visible and comprehensible we crucified it.

The best brought-up children are those who have seen their parents as they are. Hypocrisy is not the parent's first duty.

The vilest abortionist is he who attempts to mould a child's character.

A SMALL COUNTRY TOWN IS NOT THE PLACE IN WHICH ONE WOULD CHOOSE TO QUARREL WITH A WIFE; EVERY HUMAN BEING IN SUCH PLACES IS A SPY.

Wishing each other, not divorced, but dead; They lived respectably as man and wife.

One should always be in love. That is the reason one should never marry.

There are all kinds of love in this world, but never the same love twice.

What holds the world together, as I have learned from bitter experience, is sexual intercourse.

Were kisses all the joys in bed, One woman would another wed.

IT IS DIFFICULT TO KNOW AT WHAT MOMENT LOVE BEGINS; IT IS LESS DIFFICULT TO KNOW THAT IT HAS BEGUN.