A city (Paris) where great ideas perish, done to death by a witticism. — Honore De Balzac Copy Share Image
The endless legacy of the past to the present is the secret source of human genius. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Everything is bilateral in the domain of thought. Ideas are binary. Janus is the myth of criticism and the symbol of genius.… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
The man whose action habitually bears the stamp of his mind is a genius, but the greatest genius is not always equal… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Do you know how a man makes his way here? By brilliant genius or by skilful corruption. You must either cut your… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Events are never absolute, their outcome depends entirely upon the individual. Misfortune is a stepping stone for a genius, a piscina for… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Constancy will always be the genius of love, the indication of that strength which constitutes the poet. A man should possess all… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
“Have you ever plunged into the immensity of space and time by reading the geological treatises of Cuvier? Borne away on the… — Honoré de Balzac Copy Share Image
Genius is answerable only to itself; it is the sole judge of the means, since it alone knows the end; thus genius… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
This surface good-nature which captivates a new acquaintance and is no bar to treachery, which knows no scruple and is never at… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
“Oh, my friend, when you love, love a woman whom you are sure that you can love always. Never forsake a woman.” — Honoré de Balzac Copy Share
“You have broken the ice, though you have not even scratched its glossy surface: you have placed your hand upon the croup of the… — Honoré de Balzac Copy Share
It is quite right what they say: the three most beautiful sights in the world are a ship in full sail, a galloping horse,… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share
My writing table has seen all my wretchedness, knows all my plans, has overheard all my thoughts. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share
Foppery, being the chronic condition of women, is not so much noticed as it is when it breaks out on the person of the… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share
Rich men are resolved to be astonished at nothing. When they see a masterpiece, they must needs at one glance recognize some flaw to… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share
One can imagine the look the two lovers exchanged; it was like a flame, for virtuous lovers have not a shred of hypocrisy. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share
White and shining virgin of all human virtues, ark of the covenant between earth and heaven, tender and strong companion partaking of the lion… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share
All men can bear a familiar, definite misfortune better than the cruel alternations of a fate which, from one moment to another, brings excessive… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share
The mind, too, has its regimen. It needs gymnastics, just like the body does. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share
Hatred like love feeds on the merest trifles. Everything adds to it. Just as the being we love can do no wrong, so the… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share
