When an intelligent man reaches the point of inviting self-explanation and offers surrendering the key to his heart, he is assuredly riding… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
The human heart may find here and there a resting-place short of the highest height of affection, but we seldom stop in… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
The happier a man, the more apt he is to tremble. In hearts exclusively tender, anxiety and jealousy are in exact proportion… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Though the human heart may have to pause for rest when climbing the heights of affection it rarely stops on the slippery… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
There are no little events with the heart. It magnifies everything; it places in the same scales the fall of an empire… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Small natures require despotism to exercise their sinews, as great souls thirst for equality to give play to their heart. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Noble hearts are neither jealous nor afraid because jealousy spells doubt and fear spells pettiness. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
On the moral plane, true friends enjoy the same protection as the sense of smell confers upon dogs. They scent the sorrow… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Envy lurks at the bottom of the human heart like a viper in its hole. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Kindness steers no easy course. Attributing it to character, we seldom recognize the secret efforts of a noble heart, whereas we reward… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
You cannot pluck love out of your heart as you would pull a tooth. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
“Was she acting entirely consciously? No: women are always sincere, even in the midst of their most shocking duplicities, because it is… — Honoré 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
