Honore de Balzac

To kill a relative of whom you are tired is something. But to inherit his property afterwards, that is genuine pleasure. ↗

— Honore de Balzac

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Virtue, perhaps, is nothing more than politeness of soul. ↗

— Honore de Balzac

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Vocations which we wanted to pursue, but didn't, bleed, like colors, on the whole of our existence. ↗

— Honore de Balzac

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Wisdom is that apprehension of heavenly things to which the spirit rises through love. ↗

— Honore de Balzac

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A flow of words is a sure sign of duplicity. ↗

— Honore de Balzac

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An unfulfilled vocation drains the color from a man's entire existence. ↗

— Honore de Balzac

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At fifteen, beauty and talent do not exist; there can only be promise of the coming woman. ↗

— Honore de Balzac

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Chance, my dear, is the sovereign deity in child-bearing. ↗

— Honore de Balzac

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Children, dear and loving children, can alone console a woman for the loss of her beauty. ↗

— Honore de Balzac

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Excess of joy is harder to bear than any amount of sorrow. ↗

— Honore de Balzac

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