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Women naturally desire the same six things as I they want their husbands to be brave, wise, rich, generous with money, obedient to the wife, and lively in bed.
Geoffrey Chaucer
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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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And so it is in politics, dear brother, Each for himself alone, there is no other.
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Alas, alas, that ever love was sin! I ever followed natural inclination Under the power of my constellation And was unable to deny, in truth, My chamber of Venus to a likely youth.
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