Marriage must perforce fight against the all-devouring monster of habit. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
The habits of life form the soul, and the soul forms the physical presence. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
One of the most detestable habits of Lilliputian minds is to find their own littleness in others. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
A husband and wife who are in the habit of occupying separate rooms are either beings apart, or they have found happiness.… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
The events of human life, whether public or private, are so intimately linked to architecture that most observers can reconstruct nations or… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Le mariage doit incessamment combattre un monstre qui de v ore tout: l'habitude. Marriage should always combat the monster that devours everything:… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
The habits of every animal are, at least in the eyes of man, constantly similar in all ages. But the habits, the… — 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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
My writing table has seen all my wretchedness, knows all my plans, has overheard all my thoughts. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
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 Image
A married woman is a slave you must know how to seat upon a throne. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
