Honor� de Balzac
France
20 May 1799 // 18 Aug 1850
Writer
20 May 1799 // 18 Aug 1850
Writer
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Man's condition is horrible because, no matter what form his happiness may take, it arises from some species of ignorance
Love, according to our contemporary poets, is a privilege which two beings confer upon one another, whereby they may mutually cause one another much sorrow over absolutely nothing
Love knows nothing of modesty
Love is the only passion which suffers neither past nor future
Love is perhaps no more than gratitude for pleasure
Love is not only a feeling, it is also an art. A simple word, a sensitive precaution, a mere nothing reveal to a woman the sublime artist who can touch her heart without withering it
Love endows us with a sort of personal religion; we respect another live within ourselves
Love based upon money and vanity forms the most stubborn of passions
Love and work have the virtues of making a man pretty indifferent to anything else
Lofty souls are always inclined to make a virtue of misfortune
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On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
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On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
Human, All Too Human
On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."
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