It is only when we are very happy that we can bear to gaze merrily upo >>
An apology? Bah! Disgusting! Cowardly! Beneath the dignity of any gent >>
Your mock saint who stands in a niche is not a woman if she have not s >>
To fail to love is not to exist at all. >>
The desire for possession is insatiable, to such a point that it can s >>
Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everyt >>
To love, for us men, is to clasp one woman with our arms, feeling that she lives and breathes just as we do, suffers as we do, thinks with us, loves with us, and, above all, sins with us.