Quotes by Honoré de Balzac

The more one judges, the less one loves.

-Хүү минь, чи надад ямар ч өргүй гэж бодож явах эрхийг би чамд олголоо.

Who is to decide which is the grimmer sight: withered hearts, or empty skulls?

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

for a woman knows the face of the man she loves like a sailor knows the open sea

Se ciascuno pensa solo a se stesso e non si fida che di se stesso, come volete che ci sia coraggio civile, dal momento che questa virtù si basa sulla rinuncia a se stessi? Coraggio civile e coraggio militare nascono dallo stesso principio. Voi siete chiamati a dare la vostra vita in un sol momento, la nostra si consuma a goccia a goccia. Da entrambe le parti è la stessa lotta, sotto forme diverse. Non basta essere onesti per far progredire il più piccolo paese, bisogna anche essere preparati; senza contare che istruzione, onestà, amor di patria non valgono niente se non cè la ferma volontà di trascurare ogni interesse personale per dedicarsi al pubblico bene

All happiness depends on courage and work.

Some day you will find out that there is far more happiness in anothers happiness than in your own.

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

A letter is a soul, so faithful an echo of the speaking voice that to the sensitive it is among the richest treasures of love.

If the human heart sometimes finds moments of pause as it ascends the slopes of affection, it rarely halts on the way down.

Glory is the sunshine of the dead

Love is the poetry of the senses!

Вера в себя способна творить такие же чудеса, как вера в Господа Бога.

The more he saw, the more he doubted. He watched men narrowly, and saw how, beneath the surface, courage was often rashness; and prudence, cowardice; generosity, a clever piece of calculation; justice, a wrong; delicacy, pusillanimity; honesty, a modus vivendi; and by some strange dispensation of fate, he must see that those who at heart were really honest, scrupulous, just, generous, prudent or brave were held cheaply by their fellow-men. ‘What a cold-blooded jest!’ said he to himself. ‘It was not devised by a God.’ From that time forth he renounced a better world, and never uncovered himself when a Name was pronounced, and for him the carven saints in the churches became works of art

Nothing so fortifies a friendship as a belief on the part of one friend that he is superior to the other.

Cruelty and fear shake hands together. An unfulfilled vocation drains the color from a mans entire existence.

However gross a man may be, the minute he expresses a strong and genuine affection, some inner secretion alters his features, animates his gestures, and colors his voice. The stupidest man will often, under the stress of passion, achieve heights of eloquence, in thought if not in language, and seem to move in some luminous sphere. Goriots voice and gesture had at this moment the power of communication that characterizes the great actor. Are not our finer feelings the poems of the human will?

Poverty has in its favour an exquisite sleep filled with beautiful dreams.

Women are always true, even in the midst of their greatest falsities, because they are always influenced by some natural feeling.