Honore de Balzac Quotes
Quotations and aphorisms by Honore de Balzac:
Suicide, moreover, was at the time in vogue in Paris: what more suitable key to the mystery of life for a skeptical society?
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When women love us, they forgive us everything, even our crimes; when they do not love us, they give us credit for nothing, not even our virtues.
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At fifteen, beauty and talent do not exist; there can only be promise of the coming woman.
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When law becomes despotic, morals are relaxed, and vice versa.
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Love has its own instinct, finding the way to the heart, as the feeblest insect finds the way to its flower, with a will which nothing can dismay nor turn aside.
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It is only in the act of nursing that a woman realizes her motherhood in visible and tangible fashion; it is a joy of every moment.
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Between the daylight gambler and the player at night there is the same difference that lies between a careless husband and the lover swooning under his lady's window.
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A mother's life, you see, is one long succession of dramas, now soft and tender, now terrible. Not an hour but has its joys and fears.
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Finance, like time, devours its own children.
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Lovers have a way of using this word, nothing, which implies exactly the opposite.
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A good husband is never the first to go to sleep at night or the last to awake in the morning.
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One should believe in marriage as in the immortality of the soul.
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A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.
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Conscience is our unerring judge until we finally stifle it.
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A husband who submits to his wife's yoke is justly held an object of ridicule. A woman's influence ought to be entirely concealed.
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To kill a relative of whom you are tired is something. But to inherit his property afterwards, that is genuine pleasure.
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Love may be or it may not, but where it is, it ought to reveal itself in its immensity.
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Thought is a key to all treasures; the miser's gains are ours without his cares. Thus I have soared above this world, where my enjoyment have been intellectual joys.
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The smallest flower is a thought, a life answering to some feature of the Great Whole, of whom they have a persistent intuition.
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It is easier to be a lover than a husband for the simple reason that it is more difficult to be witty every day than to say pretty things from time to time.
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Political liberty, the peace of a nation, and science itself are gifts for which Fate demands a heavy tax in blood!
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The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness.
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The life of a man who deliberately runs through his fortune often becomes a business speculation; his friends, his pleasures, patrons, and acquaintances are his capital.
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Wisdom is that apprehension of heavenly things to which the spirit rises through love.
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If those who are the enemies of innocent amusements had the direction of the world, they would take away the spring, and youth, the former from the year, the latter from human life.
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But reason always cuts a poor figure beside sentiment; the one being essentially restricted, like everything that is positive, while the other is infinite.
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Love or hatred must constantly increase between two persons who are always together; every moment fresh reasons are found for loving or hating better.
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There are some women whose pregnancy would make some sly bachelor smile.
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Clouds symbolize the veils that shroud God.
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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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To those who have exhausted politics, nothing remains but abstract thought.
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Virtue, perhaps, is nothing more than politeness of soul.
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Solitude is fine, but you need someone to tell you that solitude is fine.
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In diving to the bottom of pleasure we bring up more gravel than pearls.
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Society bristles with enigmas which look hard to solve. It is a perfect maze of intrigue.
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A mother who is really a mother is never free.
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The art of motherhood involves much silent, unobtrusive self-denial, an hourly devotion which finds no detail too minute.
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Equality may perhaps be a right, but no power on earth can ever turn it into a fact.
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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.
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The country is provincial; it becomes ridiculous when it tries to ape Paris.
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What is art? Nature concentrated.
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It is as absurd to say that a man can't love one woman all the time as it is to say that a violinist needs several violins to play the same piece of music.
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An unfulfilled vocation drains the color from a man's entire existence.
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Children, dear and loving children, can alone console a woman for the loss of her beauty.
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The habits of life form the soul, and the soul forms the countenance.
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Unintelligent persons are like weeds that thrive in good ground; they love to be amused in proportion to the degree in which they weary themselves.
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Bureaucracy is a giant mechanism operated by pygmies.
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A mother's happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.
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Marriage must incessantly contend with a monster that devours everything: familiarity.
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A man is a poor creature compared to a woman.
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Those who spend too fast never grow rich.
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It is easy to sit up and take notice, What is difficult is getting up and taking action.
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Vocations which we wanted to pursue, but didn't, bleed, like colors, on the whole of our existence.
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Many men are deeply moved by the mere semblance of suffering in a woman; they take the look of pain for a sign of constancy or of love.
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The more one judges, the less one loves.
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No man should marry until he has studied anatomy and dissected at least one woman.
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A grocer is attracted to his business by a magnetic force as great as the repulsion which renders it odious to artists.
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Behind every great fortune lies a great crime.
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I do not regard a broker as a member of the human race.
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Women are tenacious, and all of them should be tenacious of respect; without esteem they cannot exist; esteem is the first demand that they make of love.
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When Religion and Royalty are swept away, the people will attack the great, and after the great, they will fall upon the rich.
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Nothing is a greater impediment to being on good terms with others than being ill at ease with yourself.
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Love is the poetry of the senses.
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A flow of words is a sure sign of duplicity.
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Excess of joy is harder to bear than any amount of sorrow.
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The majority of husbands remind me of an orangutan trying to play the violin.
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If we could but paint with the hand what we see with the eye.
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Power is action; the electoral principle is discussion. No political action is possible when discussion is permanently established.
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All humanity is passion; without passion, religion, history, novels, art would be ineffectual.
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Small natures require despotism to exercise their sinews, as great souls thirst for equality to give play to their heart.
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For passion, be it observed, brings insight with it; it can give a sort of intelligence to simpletons, fools, and idiots, especially during youth.
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Courtesy is only a thin veneer on the general selfishness.
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Ideas devour the ages as men are devoured by their passions. When man is cured, human nature will cure itself perhaps.
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The man as he converses is the lover; silent, he is the husband.
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First love is a kind of vaccination which saves a man from catching the complaint the second time.
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Men die in despair, while spirits die in ecstasy.
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Nature makes only dumb animals. We owe the fools to society.
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Great love affairs start with Champagne and end with tisane.
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The duration of passion is proportionate with the original resistance of the woman.
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Towns find it as hard as houses of business to rise again from ruin.
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Passion is universal humanity. Without it religion, history, romance and art would be useless.
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Power is not revealed by striking hard or often, but by striking true.
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Love is a game in which one always cheats.
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The man whose action habitually bears the stamp of his mind is a genius, but the greatest genius is not always equal to himself, or he would cease to be human.
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Laws are spider webs through which the big flies pass and the little ones get caught.
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A lover always thinks of his mistress first and himself second; with a husband it runs the other way.
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It is the mark of a great man that he puts to flight all ordinary calculations. He is at once sublime and touching, childlike and of the race of giants.
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Manners are the hypocrisy of a nation.
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Chance, my dear, is the sovereign deity in child-bearing.
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The most virtuous women have something within them, something that is never chaste.
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There is something great and terrible about suicide.
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We exaggerate misfortune and happiness alike. We are never as bad off or as happy as we say we are.
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A young bride is like a plucked flower; but a guilty wife is like a flower that had been walked over.
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Modesty is the conscience of the body.
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Death unites as well as separates; it silences all paltry feeling.
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Nobody loves a woman because she is handsome or ugly, stupid or intelligent. We love because we love.
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Study lends a kind of enchantment to all our surroundings.
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It would be curious to know what leads a man to become a stationer rather than a baker, when he is no longer compelled, as among the Egyptians, to succeed to his father's craft.
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Nothing so fortifies a friendship as a belief on the part of one friend that he is superior to the other.
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The fact is that love is of two kinds, one which commands, and one which obeys. The two are quite distinct, and the passion to which the one gives rise is not the passion of the other.
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What is a child, monsieur, but the image of two beings, the fruit of two sentiments spontaneously blended?
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Our most bitter enemies are our own kith and kin. Kings have no brothers, no sons, no mother!
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There is no such thing as a great talent without great will power.
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The motto of chivalry is also the motto of wisdom; to serve all, but love only one.
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