What did Sophie Swetchine mean by: The most dangerous of all flattery is the inferiority of those about us. Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia Copy
If grief is to be mitigated, it must either wear itself out or be shared. Author, January 3, 2024January 2, 2025, Sophie Swetchine, Grief, Sharing, 0 Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia
The mind wears the colors of the soul, as a valet those of his master. Author, January 3, 2024January 2, 2025, Sophie Swetchine, Mind, Perception, Soul, 0 Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia
Antiquity is a species of aristocracy with which it is not easy to be on visiting terms. Author, January 3, 2024January 6, 2025, Sophie Swetchine, Distance, Elitism, History, 0 Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia
The most culpable of the excesses of Liberty is the harm she does herself. Author, January 3, 2024January 2, 2025, Sophie Swetchine, Excess, Harm, 0 Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia
Let our lives be pure as snowfields, where our steps leave a mark but no stain. Author, January 3, 2024January 2, 2025, Sophie Swetchine, Impact, Integrity, Purity, 0 Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia
To love deeply in one direction makes us more loving in all others. Author, January 3, 2024January 2, 2025, Sophie Swetchine, Compassion, Connection, Growth, 0 Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia
The beings who appear cold, but are only timid, adore where they dare to love. Author, January 3, 2024January 2, 2025, Sophie Swetchine, Fear, Love, Perception, 0 Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia
He who has ceased to enjoy his friend’s superiority has ceased to love him. Author, January 3, 2024January 2, 2025, Sophie Swetchine, Friendship, Love, Superiority, 0 Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia
The flatterer does not think highly enough of himself or of others. Read explanation Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
How wealthy the gods would be if we remembered the promises we made when we were in danger. Jean de La Fontaine Poet · France
Nothing is more dangerous than a friend without discretion; even a prudent enemy is preferable. Read explanation Jean de La Fontaine Poet · France
Such gluttony second to none Almost ended fatally When a bone choked a wolf as he gulped what he ate Jean de La Fontaine Poet · France
