What did Honoré de Balzac mean by: You cannot pluck love out of your heart as you would pull a tooth. Honoré de Balzac Writer · France Copy
Wisdom is that apprehension of heavenly things to which the spirit rises through love. Author, January 17, 2024January 9, 2025, Honoré de Balzac, Love, Spirituality, Wisdom, 0 Honoré de Balzac Writer · France
For the person who loves God, worship is the daily bread of patience. Author, January 17, 2024January 9, 2025, Honoré de Balzac, Devotion, Endurance, Faith, 0 Honoré de Balzac Writer · France
Hope is a memory that desires, the memory is a memory that has enjoyed. Author, January 17, 2024January 9, 2025, Honoré de Balzac, Desire, Hope, Memory, 0 Honoré de Balzac Writer · France
Ah! What pleasure it must be to a woman to suffer for the one she loves! Author, January 17, 2024January 9, 2025, Honoré de Balzac, Gender, Love, Sacrifice, 0 Honoré de Balzac Writer · France
Love may be or it may not, but where it is, it ought to reveal itself in its immensity. Author, January 17, 2024January 9, 2025, Honoré de Balzac, Immensity, Love, Revelation, 0 Honoré de Balzac Writer · France
When one has no particular talent for anything, one takes to the pen. Author, January 17, 2024January 9, 2025, Honoré de Balzac, Creativity, Self-expression, Writing, 0 Honoré de Balzac Writer · France
Envy lurks at the bottom of the human heart like a viper in its hole. Author, January 17, 2024January 9, 2025, Honoré de Balzac, Envy, Heart, 0 Honoré de Balzac Writer · France
Physically, a man is a man for a much longer time than a woman is a woman. Author, January 17, 2024January 9, 2025, Honoré de Balzac, Aging, Gender, Physiology, 0 Honoré de Balzac Writer · France
I only fear the death of others. For me, true death is that of the people I love Jean Cocteau Artist · France
I’m not willing just to be tolerated. That wounds my love of love and of liberty. Read explanation Jean Cocteau Artist · France
If you cannot learn to love real art, at least learn to hate sham art and reject it. William Morris Designer · England
It is no more in our power to love always than it was not to love at all. Read explanation Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
