Hatred is the vice of narrow souls; they feed it with all their littleness, and make it the pretext of base tyrannies.
Honore de BalzacNo woman allows her lover to descend from his pedestal. Even a god is not forgiven the slightest pettiness.
Honore de BalzacIf we all said to people's faces what we say behind one another's backs, society would be impossible.
Honore de Balzac