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.
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
-
-
If we all said to people’s faces what we say behind one another’s backs, society would be impossible.
HONORE DE BALZAC -
As a rule, only the poor are generous.
HONORE DE BALZAC -
Some day you will find out that there is far more happiness in another’s happiness than in your own.
HONORE DE BALZAC -
Cruelty and fear shake hands together.
HONORE DE BALZAC -
How natural it is to destroy what we cannot possess, to deny what we do not understand, and to insult what we envy!
HONORE DE BALZAC -
A lover teaches a wife all her husband has kept from her.
HONORE DE BALZAC -
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.
HONORE DE BALZAC -
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.
HONORE DE BALZAC -
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.
HONORE DE BALZAC -
First love is a kind of vaccination which saves a man from catching the complaint the second time.
HONORE DE BALZAC -
Where poverty ceases, avarice begins.
HONORE DE BALZAC -
A naked woman is less dangerous than one who spreads her skirt skillfully to cover and exhibit everything at once.
HONORE DE BALZAC -
A lover always thinks of his mistress first and himself second; with a husband it runs the other way.
HONORE DE BALZAC -
When you doubt your power, you give power to your doubt.
HONORE DE BALZAC -
There is a cure for temptation. What? Yielding to it.
HONORE DE BALZAC