A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.

Author: Victor Hugo

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Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

It is from books that wise people derive consolation in the troubles of life.

The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved, loved for ourselves or rather loved in spite of ourselves.

When God desires to destroy a thing he entrusts its destruction to the thing itself. Every bad institution of this world ends by suicide.

Life is short. Kiss slowly, laugh insanely, love truly and forgive quickly

The moment of that kiss contained every happy moment I had ever lived.

The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space.