HONORÉ DE BALZAC QUOTES V

French novelist and playwright (1799-1850)

Andrea shot a swift look at Marianna, who was watching him. And he noted the beautiful Italian head, the exquisite proportion and rich coloring that revealed one of those organizations in which every human power is harmoniously balanced, he sounded the gulf that divided this couple, brought together by fate. Well content with the promise he inferred from this dissimilarity between the husband and wife, he made no attempt to control a liking which ought to have raised a barrier between the fair Marianna and himself. He was already conscious of feeling a sort of respectful pity for this man, whose only joy she was, as he understood the dignified and serene acceptance of ill fortune that was expressed in Gambara's mild and melancholy gaze.

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

Gambara

Tags: fate


If I were a father I should hate the child, who, punctual as the clock, had every morning and evening an explosion of tenderness and wished me good-day and good-evening, because he was ordered to do so. It is in this way that all that is generous and spontaneous in human sentiment becomes strangled at its birth. You may judge from this what love means when it is bound to a fixed hour!

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

Physiology of Marriage

Tags: birth


A man whose business it is to cook for all comers can have no political opinions.

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

Gambara

Tags: business


Harmony reigns supreme, instead of being the foundation from which the melodic groups of the musical picture stand forth. These discordant combinations, far from moving the listener, arouse in him a feeling analogous to that which he would experience on seeing a rope-dancer hanging to a thread and swaying between life and death. Never does a soothing strain come in to mitigate the fatiguing suspense. It really is as though the composer had had no other object in view than to produce a baroque effect without troubling himself about musical truth or unity, or about the capabilities of human voices which are swamped by this flood of instrumental noise.

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

Gambara

Tags: death


In the eyes of many Parisian women, Felix, a sort of hero of romance, owed much of his success to the evil that was said of him.

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

A Daughter of Eve

Tags: evil


Music is at once a science and an art. It is rooted in physics and mathematics, hence it is a science; inspiration makes it an art, unconsciously utilizing the theorems of science. It is founded in physics by the very nature of the matter it works on. Sound is air in motion. The air is formed of constituents which, in us, no doubt, meet with analogous elements that respond to them, sympathize, and magnify them by the power of the mind.

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

Gambara

Tags: art


Up to the age of thirty the face of a woman is a book written in a foreign tongue, which one may still translate in spite of all the feminisms of the idiom; but on passing her fortieth year a woman becomes an insoluble riddle; and if any one can see through an old woman, it is another old woman.

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

Physiology of Marriage

Tags: age


What husband will be able to sleep peacefully beside his young and beautiful wife while he knows that three celibates, at least, are on the watch; that if they have not already encroached upon his little property, they regard the bride as their destined prey, for sooner or later she will fall into their hands, either by stratagem, compulsive conquest or free choice?

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

Physiology of Marriage

Tags: choice


A man must not flatter himself that he knows his wife, and is making her happy unless he sees her often at his knees.

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

Physiology of Marriage


A young bride is like a plucked flower; but a guilty wife is like a flower that had been walked over.

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

Honorine


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

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

A Daughter of Eve

Tags: beauty


But in the glance at once tender and wild, swift and deep, which that woman’s black eyes had shot at him by stealth, there was such a world of buried sorrows and promised joys!

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

Gambara


But you must not give the name of virtuous woman to her who, in her struggle against an involuntary passion, has yielded nothing to her lover whom she idolizes. She does injury in the most cruel way in which it can possibly be done to a loving husband. For what remains to him of his wife? A thing without name, a living corpse. In the very midst of delight his wife remains like the guest who has been warned by Borgia that certain meats were poisoned; he felt no hunger, he ate sparingly or pretended to eat. He longed for the meat which he had abandoned for that provided by the terrible cardinal, and sighed for the moment when the feast was over and he could leave the table.

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

Physiology of Marriage

Tags: hunger


God may seem to you incomprehensible and inexplicable, but you must admit Him to be, in all things purely physical, a splendid and consistent workman.

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

Seraphita


Perhaps it is necessary to have been, like Nebuchadnezzar, something of a wild beast, and shut up in a cage at the Jardin des Plantes without other prey than the butcher’s meat doled out by the keeper, or a retired merchant deprived of the joys of tormenting his clerks, to understand the impatience with which the brother and sister awaited the arrival of their cousin Lorrain.

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

Pierrette


The number of things which you do not understand increases day by day.

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

Physiology of Marriage


There is often more pleasure in suffering than in happiness; look at the martyrs!

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

A Daughter of Eve

Tags: pleasure


These words struck the vicar a blow, which he felt the more because his late reverie had made him completely happy.

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

The Vicar of Tours

Tags: words


If there are differences between one moment of pleasure and another, a man can always be happy with the same woman.

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

Physiology of Marriage

Tags: differences


In sleep we are living corpses, we are the prey of an unknown power which seizes us in spite of ourselves, and shows itself in the oddest shapes.

HONORÉ DE BALZAC

Physiology of Marriage

Tags: power