The life of a man who deliberately runs through his fortune often becomes a business speculation; his friends, his pleasures, patrons, and acquaintances are his capital.

Quote by Honore De Balzac

Topics: Friends Quotes

The art of motherhood involves much silent, unobtrusive self-denial, an hourly devotion which finds no...

The art of motherhood involves much silent, unobtrusive self-denial, an hourly devotion which finds no...

A woman knows the face of the man she loves like a sailor knows the...

A woman knows the face of the man she loves like a sailor knows the...

The more one judges, the less one loves.

The more one judges, the less one loves.

A city (Paris) where great ideas perish, done to death by a witticism.

A city (Paris) where great ideas perish, done to death by a witticism.

The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you...

The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you...

Manners are the hypocrisy of a nation.

Manners are the hypocrisy of a nation.

To kill a relative of whom you are tired is something. But to inherit his...

To kill a relative of whom you are tired is something. But to inherit his...

Conviction brings a silent, indefinable beauty into faces made of the commonest human clay; the...

Conviction brings a silent, indefinable beauty into faces made of the commonest human clay; the...

But reason always cuts a poor figure beside sentiment; the one being essentially restricted, like...

But reason always cuts a poor figure beside sentiment; the one being essentially restricted, like...

When Religion and Royalty are swept away, the people will attack the great, and after...

When Religion and Royalty are swept away, the people will attack the great, and after...

The errors of women spring, almost always, from their faith in the good, or their...

The errors of women spring, almost always, from their faith in the good, or their...

The man as he converses is the lover; silent, he is the husband.

The man as he converses is the lover; silent, he is the husband.

What is art? Nature concentrated.

What is art? Nature concentrated.

When women love us, they forgive us everything, even our crimes; when they do not...

When women love us, they forgive us everything, even our crimes; when they do not...

A mother's happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on...

A mother's happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on...

Economized love is never real love

Economized love is never real love

True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without...

True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without...

The habits of life form the soul, and the soul forms the countenance.

The habits of life form the soul, and the soul forms the countenance.

They ended as all great passions do end-----by a misunderstanding...

They ended as all great passions do end-----by a misunderstanding...

Love has its own instinct, finding the way to the heart, as the feeblest insect...

Love has its own instinct, finding the way to the heart, as the feeblest insect...