I am not deep, but I am very wide. Honore de Balzac More Quotes by Honore de Balzac More Quotes From Honore de Balzac Show me the woman, however loyal, who does not seek to rouse desire. Honore de Balzac loyal doe desire A woman in the depths of despair proves so persuasive that she wrenches the forgiveness lurking deep in the heart of her lover. This is all the more true when that woman is young, pretty, and so decollete as to emerge from the neck of her gown in the costume of Eve. Honore de Balzac costumes despair heart It is not hope but despair that gives us the measure of our ambitions. We may yield secretly to beautiful poems of hope but grief looms start and stripped of all veils. Honore de Balzac grief ambition beautiful The prodigality of millionaires is comparable only to their greed of gain. Let some whim or passion seize them and money is of no account. In fact these Croesuses find whims and passions harder to come by than gold. Honore de Balzac greed passion gold All genuinely noble women prefer truth to falsehood. As the Russians with their Czar, they are unwilling to see their idol degraded; they want to be proud of the domination they accept. Honore de Balzac noble idols want A grass blade believes that men build palaces for it to grow in. Grass wedges its way between the closest blocks of marble and it brings them down. This power of feeble life which can creep in anywhere is greater than that of the mighty behind their cannons. Honore de Balzac block men believe A mother's life, you see, is one long succession of dramas, now soft and tender, now terrible. Not an hour but has its joys and fears. Honore de Balzac mother drama long Most women wish to feel that their spirit has been violated. Do they not, indeed, flatter themselves on never yielding save to force? Honore de Balzac force spirit wish No woman allows her lover to descend from his pedestal. Even a god is not forgiven the slightest pettiness. Honore de Balzac pedestal forgiveness lovers When women love, they forgive everything... Honore de Balzac forgiveness forgiving Does not any limit imposed upon one inspire a desire to go beyond it? Does not our keenest suffering arise when our free will is crossed? Honore de Balzac suffering desire inspire The day will dawn when Europe will believe only in the man who tramples her underfoot. Honore de Balzac europe men believe Evasion is unworthy of us, and is always the intimate of equivocation. Honore de Balzac evasion unworthy intimate We are scarcely apt to berate the source of enjoyment. Honore de Balzac enjoyment source Nothing is unimportant to a man plunged in despair. He is as credulous as a criminal sentenced to death who listens to a lunatic raving to him about how he can escape through the keyhole. Honore de Balzac despair criminals men To feel, to love, to suffer, to devote herself, will always be the text of the life of woman. Honore de Balzac devotion suffering feels The monotony of provincial life attracts the attention of people to the kitchen. You do not dine as luxuriously in the provinces as in Paris, but you dine better, because the dishes serve you are the result of mediation and study. Honore de Balzac kitchen paris people In a world of hunchbacks, a fine figure becomes a monstrosity. Honore de Balzac figures beauty world Doubt follows white-winged hope with trembling steps. Honore de Balzac doubt white steps No frozen-hearted woman ever I laid eyes on but has made duty her religion. Honore de Balzac frozen eye made
