one who makes no mistakes makes nothing
There is no such thing as destiny. We ourselves shape our lives.
Give me a man who is man enough to give himself just to the woman who is worth him. If that woman were me,I would love him alone and forever
In fact, to gull a fool seems to me an exploit worthy of a witty man.
The same principle that forbids me to lie does not allow me to tell the truth.
Hope is nothing but a deceitful flatterer accepted by reason only because it is often in need of palliatives.