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La solitude est une belle chose; mais il faut quelqu'un pour vous dire que la solitude est une belle chose. - Honoré de Balzac
" "La solitude est une belle chose; mais il faut quelqu'un pour vous dire que la solitude est une belle chose.
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About Honoré de Balzac
Honoré de Balzac (20 May 1799 – 18 August 1850) was a French novelist. Along with Flaubert, he is generally regarded as a founding father of realism in European literature.
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Love is like some fresh spring, that leaves its cresses, its gravel bed and flowers to become first a stream and then a river, changing its aspect and its nature as it flows to plunge itself in some boundless ocean, where restricted natures only find monotony, but where great souls are engulfed in endless contemplation.
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