Rare is the man who suffers no remorse as he passes from the state of confidant to that of rival. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Any man, however blase or depraved, finds his love kindled anew when he sees himself threatened by a rival. — 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,… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
The boor covers himself, the rich man or the fool adorns himself, and the elegant man gets dressed. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
The greater a man's talents, the more marked his idiosyncracies. Yet in the provinces originality is considered perilously close to lunacy. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
A man wastes his time going to hear some of our eloquent modern preachers; they may change his opinions, but never his… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Ideas devour the ages as men are devoured by their passions. When man is cured, human nature will cure itself perhaps. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
As soon as man seeks to penetrate the secrets of Nature--in which nothing is secret and it is but a question of… — 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
To live in the presence of great truths and eternal laws, to be led by permanent ideals - that is what keeps… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Poets and men of action differ: the former yield to their feelings in order to reproduce them in lively colors, and therefore… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Isn't it really quite extraordinary to see that, since man took his first step, no one has asked himself why he walks,… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
For businessmen, the world is a bale of banknotes in circulation; for most young men, it is a woman; for some women,… — 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
If you are to judge a man, you must know his secret thoughts, sorrows, and feelings; to know merely the outward events… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Men are such dupes by choice, that he who would impose upon others never need be at a loss to find ready… — 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
By dint of making sacrifices, a man grows interested in the person who exacts them. Great ladies, like courtesans, know this truth… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
He has great tranquility of heart who cares neither for the praises nor the fault-finding of men. — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Like hunger, physical love is a necessity. But man's appetite for amour is never so regular or so sustained as his appetite… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
A knowledge of mankind and of things that surround us gives us that second education which proves far move valuable than our… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Man judges of nature in relation to itself; the angelic spirit judges of it in relation to heaven. In short, to the… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
It is a singular fact that most men of action incline to the theory of fatalism, while the greater part of men… — 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… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
“Is there any instinct more deeply implanted in the heart of man than the pride of protection, a protection which is constantly… — Honoré de Balzac Copy Share Image
Alas, two men are often necessary to provide a woman with a perfect lover, just as in literature a writer composes a… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
Beaucoup d'hommes ont un orgueil qui les pousse a' cacher leurs combats et a' ne se montrer que victorieux. Many men have… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
A penniless man who has no ties to bind him is master of himself at any rate, but a luckless wretch who… — 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
“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
