The remembrance of a woman is longer than a tear. (Le souvenir d’une femme – Est plus long qu’une larme.)
– Charles de Leusse
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- God became man; and the love, woman. (Dieu s’est fait homme; – Et l’amour, femme.) – Charles de Leusse
- Hitler not from a woman is born, but from the men bitterness.(Hitler n’est pas né d’une femme, – Mais de l’amertume des hommes) – Charles de Leusse
- The memory of the dead is indeed a good remorse. (Le souvenir des morts – Est bien un bon remords) – Charles de Leusse
- Even Jesus, three days, died. Who is strong doesn’t make the strong. (Même Jésus, trois jours, est mort. Qui est fort ne fait le fort) – Charles de Leusse
- The cat that laughs is crazy. Man who does not laugh is below… (Le chat qui rit est un fou. – Homme qui ne rit est dessous…) – Charles de Leusse
- A kiss is the morning dew which stand up. (Un baiser, c’est la rosée – Du matin qui s’est levé) – Charles de Leusse
- Cigarette kisses the flame. But the mouth kisses the woman. (Cigarette embrasse la flamme. – Mais la bouche embrasse la femme.) – Charles de Leusse
- For him, she bends over backwards. It is origami of the heart. (Pour lui, elle se plie en quatre. – C’est l’origami du cÅ“ur) – Charles de Leusse
- We have a thousand possible, but only one is the target. (Nous avons mille possibles, – Mais un seul est la cible) – Charles de Leusse
- When the owl sings, the night is silent. (Quand le hibou chante, La nuit est silence) – Charles de Leusse
- The kiss is neither returned nor exchanged, because it’s free. (Le baiser n’est ni repris – Ni échangé, car gratuit.) – Charles de Leusse
- A letter to the beloved is like the ink kissing the paper. (Une lettre à l’aimée, c’est – L’encre embrassant le papier) – Charles de Leusse
- Above the sky, everything is beautiful, but alone. (Au-dessus du ciel, – Tout est beau, mais seul) – Charles de Leusse
- The body is a clothing that suits us for life. (Le corps est un habit – Qui nous va à vie.) – Charles de Leusse
- Body is morning dew that shines to the rise of the hands. (Corps est rosée du matin – Qui brille au lever des mains.) – Charles de Leusse
- Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were. – Marcel Proust
- The formula was simple: E + F + C = M. That is, excitement plus fatigue, plus confusion equals mistakes. – Rutledge Etheridge
- No tear, is a wasted tear, if it spills out for love, whether in good times or bad. – Anthony Liccione
- An odd thing souvenir-hunting: now becomes then even while it is still now. – Margaret Atwood
- You will be my souvenir in American summer,when all I can think about are Parisian springs. – Lori Jenessa Nelson
- Dune was a world of paradox now-”a world under siege, yet the center of power. To come under siege, he decided, was the inevitable fate of power. – Frank Herbert
- (Dune’s Frank) Herbert made religion the inescapable instrument of cultural change. – Joseph Bottum
- A conscience can be a dangerous thing – Kyra Dune
- I don’t want to kill you, but I must. For the good of the country. – Kyra Dune
- There was a long hard time when I kept far from me the remembrance of what I had thrown away when I was quite ignorant of its worth. – Charles ens
- Ars moriendi ars vivendi est: the art of dying is the art of living. – Robert Charles Wilson
- A femme fatale and a warrior princess. – Cassandra Clare
- To be a femme fatale you don’t have to be slinky and sensuous and disastrously beautiful, you just have to have the will to disturb. – Alice Munro
- She was a femme fatale with creative license, and she was sharpening her pen just for me. – MK Williams
- Falling in love with a woman’s body is lust, with a woman’s mind is sense, with a woman’s heart is virtue, and with a woman’s soul is wisdom. – Matshona Dhliwayo
- The only things that all men want is a woman that respects him and challenge his intelligence plus ambitions. – Unarine Ramaru
- What good the eyes without anything behind them ? (A quoi bon les yeux – Sans rien derrière eux ?) – Charles de Leusse
- The dark clouds make the black sea. (Les nuages noirs – Font la mer noire) – Charles de Leusse
- Joseph lost his son and Christ. (Joseph a perdu – Son fils et Jésus.) – Charles de Leusse
- Stars are cracks of light for night than pierces the heart. (Étoiles sont fissures de lumière – De la nuit que transperce le cÅ“ur.) – Charles de Leusse
- A glass of happiness fills whole body. (Un verre de bonheur – Remplit tout le corps) – Charles de Leusse
- If Cupid misses the heart, he touches the body fatally. (Si Cupidon rate le cÅ“ur, – Il touche mortellement le corps) – Charles de Leusse
- Eternal snows are at the top. Eyes of beautiful are at the top. (Neiges éternelles sont au sommet. – Yeux de la belle sont au sommet.) – Charles de Leusse
- It doesn’t extinguish the fire with ice. (On n’éteint pas le feu – Avec des glaçons.) – Charles de Leusse