Honore de Balzac
Honore de Balzac
Honoré de Balzacbal.zak], born Honoré Balzac, 20 May 1799 – 18 August 1850) was a French novelist and playwright. The novel sequence La Comédie Humaine, which presents a panorama of post-Napoleonic French life, is generally viewed as his magnum opus...
NationalityFrench
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth20 May 1799
CountryFrance
laughter joining-in joining
To promote laughter without joining in it greatly heightens the effect.
country paris trying
The country is provincial; it becomes ridiculous when it tries to ape Paris.
dream book writing
It is as easy to dream a book as it is hard to write one.
art passion romance
Passion is universal humanity. Without it religion, history, romance and art would be useless.
love valentines-day valentines-day
Love is the poetry of the senses.
art motherhood self
The art of motherhood involves much silent, unobtrusive self-denial, an hourly devotion which finds no detail too minute.
inspirational facts impossible
The impossible is justified by the fact that it occurred
coffee struggle moving
This coffee falls into your stomach, and straightway there is a general commotion. Ideas begin to move like the battalions of the Grand Army of the battlefield, and the battle takes place. Things remembered arrive at full gallop, ensuing to the wind. The light cavalry of comparisons deliver a magnificent deploying charge, the artillery of logic hurry up with their train and ammunition, the shafts of with start up like sharpshooters. Similes arise, the paper is covered with ink; for the struggle commences and is concluded with torrents of black water, just as a battle with powder.
feel-good feelings mind
Little minds find satisfaction for their feelings, good or bad, in little things.
mother world poverty
Poverty is a divine stepmother who does for youths what their own mothers were unable to do. It introduces them to frugality, to the world and to life.
joy sorrow literature
Excess of joy is harder to bear than any amount of sorrow.
family happiness mothers-day
A mother's happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.
admiration tedious
Admiration bestowed upon any one but ourselves is always tedious.
artist literature force
A grocer is attracted to his business by a magnetic force as great as the repulsion which renders it odious to artists.