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Honore de Balzac
May 20, 1799 - August 18, 1850
Nationality: French
Category: Novelist
Subcategory: French Novelist

A good husband is never the first to go to sleep at night or the last to awake in the morning.


Courtesy is only a thin veneer on the general selfishness.


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.

    Topics: Love Is

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.


The most virtuous women have something within them, something that is never chaste.


Vocations which we wanted to pursue, but didn't, bleed, like colors, on the whole of our existence.


The art of motherhood involves much silent, unobtrusive self-denial, an hourly devotion which finds no detail too minute.


For passion, be it observed, brings insight with it; it can give a sort of intelligence to simpletons, fools, and idiots, especially during youth.


There are some women whose pregnancy would make some sly bachelor smile.


Equality may perhaps be a right, but no power on earth can ever turn it into a fact.


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


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


Death unites as well as separates; it silences all paltry feeling.


Marriage must incessantly contend with a monster that devours everything: familiarity.

    Topics: Marriage

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.


Our most bitter enemies are our own kith and kin. Kings have no brothers, no sons, no mother!


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.


Suicide, moreover, was at the time in vogue in Paris: what more suitable key to the mystery of life for a skeptical society?


Virtue, perhaps, is nothing more than politeness of soul.


Modesty is the conscience of the body.


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