Quotes by : Honoré de Balzac

The human heart may find here and there a resting-place short of the highest height of affection, but....

In Paris, when certain people see you ready to set your foot in the stirrup, some pull your coat-tails,....

Power is not revealed by striking hard or often, but by striking true.

It is always assumed by the empty-headed, who chatter about themselves for want of something better,....

A man like you is a god, not just a machine covered with skin, but a theater where fine feelings sprout....

For avarice begins where poverty ends.

Lucien took the cigar and lit it, in the Spanish fashion, from that of the priest. "He is right," Lucien....

Though the human heart may have to pause for rest when climbing the heights of affection it rarely stops....

And he, like many jaded people, had few pleasures left in life save good food and drink.

Ah! What pleasure it must be to a woman to suffer for the one she loves!