Honore de Balzac Quotes
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The more you judge, the less you love.
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To be happy, a man must love his wife as she chooses to be loved.
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God is the author, men are only the players. These grand pieces which are played upon earth have been composed in heaven.
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Your modest savant smiles as he says to his admirers: What have I done? Nothing. Man does not invent a force, he directs it.
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Modesty is the conscience of the body.
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To man, faith; to woman, doubt. She bears the heavier burden. Does not woman invariably suffer for two?
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Bureaucracy is a giant mechanism operated by pygmies.
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If certain women walk straight into adultery, there are many others who cling to numerous hopes, and commit sin only after wandering through a maze of sorrows.
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Some day you will find out that there is far more happiness in another's happiness than in your own.
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He has great tranquility of heart who cares neither for the praises nor the fault-finding of men.
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Science is the language of the temporal world; love is that of the spiritual world. Man, indeed, describes more than he explains; while the angelic spirit sees and understands. Science saddens man; love enraptures the angel; science is still seeking; love has found.
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Old maids, having never bent their temper or their lives to other lives and other tempers, as woman's destiny requires, have for the most part a mania for making everything about them bend to them.
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What a thing of fantasy a woman may become after dusk.
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All happiness depends on courage and work. I have had many periods of wretchedness, but with energy and above all with illusions, I pulled through them all.
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Mud, raised by hurricanes, wells up in the noblest and purest of hearts.
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As soon as coffee is in your stomach, there is a general commotion. Ideas begin to move…similes arise, the paper is covered. Coffee is your ally and writing ceases to be a struggle.
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Where some one else's welfare is concerned, a young girl becomes as ingenious as a thief. Guileless where she herself is in question, and full of foresight for me,-she is like a heavenly angel forgiving the strange incomprehensible sins of earth.
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Hatred like love feeds on the merest trifles. Everything adds to it. Just as the being we love can do no wrong, so the one we hate can do no right.
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A man is a poor creature compared to a woman.
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The secret of great fortunes without apparent cause is a crime forgotten, for it was properly done.
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La femme marie e est un esclave qu'il faut savoir mettre sur un tro" n e. A married woman is a slave whom one must put on a throne.
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In the medical profession a horse and carriage are more necessary than any scientific knowledge.
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Life cannot go on without much forgetting.
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The greatest joy a petty soul can taste is to dupe a great soul and catch it in a snare.