Honoré de Balzac

Honoré de

French Novelist, Playwright, Poet and Short Story Writer

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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.

Bureaucracy is a giant mechanism operated by pygmies.

Hope is a light diet, but very stimulating.

Love is the poetry of the senses.

Our worst misfortunes never happen, and most miseries lie in anticipation.

The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness.

To those who have exhausted politics, nothing remains but abstract thought.

A lover always thinks of his mistress first and himself second; with a husband it runs the other way.

But reason always cuts a poor figure beside sentiment; the one being essentially restricted, like everything that is positive, while the other is infinite.

I believe in the incomprehensibility of God.

Love may be or it may not, but where it is, it ought to reveal itself in its immensity.

Political liberty, the peace of a nation, and science itself are gifts for which Fate demands a heavy tax in blood!

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.

Towns find it as hard as houses of business to rise again from ruin.

A man is a poor creature compared to a woman.

Chance, my dear, is the sovereign deity in child-bearing.

I do not regard a broker as a member of the human race.

Love or hatred must constantly increase between two persons who are always together; every moment fresh reasons are found for loving or hating better.

Power is action; the electoral principle is discussion. No political action is possible when discussion is permanently established.

The majority of husbands remind me of an orangutan trying to play the violin.

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.

A mother who is really a mother is never free.

Children, dear and loving children, can alone console a woman for the loss of her beauty.

Ideas devour the ages as men are devoured by their passions. When man is cured, human nature will cure itself perhaps.

Lovers have a way of using this word, nothing, which implies exactly the opposite.

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French Novelist, Playwright, Poet and Short Story Writer