Lovers who love truly do not write down their happiness.

Author: Anatole France

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I thank fate for having made me born poor. Poverty taught me the true value of the gifts useful to life.

The books that everybody admires are those that nobody reads.

Wandering re-establishes the original harmony which once existed between man and the universe.

An education which does not cultivate the will is an education that depraves the mind.

Love is when two people know everything about each other and are still friends.

I love to travel, but hate to arrive.

He who would travel happily must travel light.

In my sex fantasy, nobody ever loves me for my mind.