True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen — Honore de Balzac
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True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.

— Honore de Balzac
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