Honor� de Balzac

France
20 May 1799 // 18 Aug 1850
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To speak of love is to make love
To forget is the great secret of strong creative natures; to forget is the way nature herself who knows no past and who at every hour begins the mysteries of her untiring labors afresh
Thought is the only treasure that God sets outside all power and keeps to serve as a secret link among the unhappy
There are two kinds of poets: those who feel and those who express themselves. The former are happier
There are as many mediocrities exalted through pity as masters decried through envy
The wounds of self-love turn incurable when the oxide of self-love gets into them
The world will avenge itself upon all happiness in which it has no share
The winter's frost must rend the burr of the nut before the fruit is seen. So adversity tempers the human heart, to discover its real worth
The press is like a woman: sublime when it lies, it will not let go until it has forced you to believe it. The public, like a foolish husband, always succumbs
The man whom fate employs to awaken love in the heart of a young girl is often unaware of his work and therefore leaves it uncompleted
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