Author of quotes: Ponson du Terrail

My God, a woman's heart is such a mystery.

The woman has three ages: the one that she has, in fact, one that she can give, and what she wants to give her.

The great tribulation and the strong pangs of conscience can't resist a constantly changing impressions received during his travels.

The journey is the best healer.

At the base of each of love is selfishness, and strangest of all, he experiences everything else. Woman stop loving, it ready to send to hell, but sorry to see when it goes hand in hand with others.

The man understands the terrible blow, becomes impotent as a child.

Only fools give up after the first failure.

People miss their happiness in the pursuit of ambition, madman.

Vice attracts more than a virtue.

- He took from me the woman I loved!
Is stealing such a small that it is not even required by law.

Women, even being defeated, always want to be winners

Love is a magical country when it has to reach, walking on the hard, steep road, full of obstacles and danger. But when there are direct way, then this country loses all attractiveness and pleasantness