Life is simply what out feelings do to us.
HONORE DE BALZACThe boor covers himself, the rich man or the fool adorns himself, and the elegant man gets dressed.
More Honore de Balzac Quotes
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It is as absurd to say that a man can’t love one woman all the time as it is to say that a violinist needs several violins to play the same piece of music.
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Woman is a delightful instrument of pleasure, but it is necessary to know its trembling strings, to study the position of them, the timid keyboard, the fingering so changeful and capricious which befits it.
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The motto of chivalry is also the motto of wisdom; to serve all, but love only one.
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A mother who is really a mother is never free.
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Marriage must incessantly contend with a monster that devours everything: familiarity.
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First love is a kind of vaccination which saves a man from catching the complaint the second time.
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Virtue is not a thing you can have by halves; it is or it is not.
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Bureaucracy is a giant mechanism operated by pygmies.
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A courage which looks easy & yet is rare; the courage of a teacher repeating day after day the same lessons – the least rewarded of all forms of courage.
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I can no longer think of anything but you. In spite of myself, my imagination carries me to you. I grasp you, I kiss you, I caress you, a thousand of the most amorous caresses take possession of me.
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Events are never absolute, their outcome depends entirely upon the individual.
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Talent is a flame, but genius is a fire.
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Noble hearts are neither jealous nor afraid because jealousy spells doubt and fear spells pettiness.
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Old maids, having never bent their temper or their lives to other lives and other tempers, as woman’s destiny requires, have for the most part a mania for making everything about them bend to them.
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In diving to the bottom of pleasure we bring up more gravel than pearls.
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