Vulgar souls look hastily and superficially at the sea and accuse it of monotony; other more privileged beings could spend a lifetime admiring it and discovering new and changing phenomena that delight them. So it is with love.
Honore de BalzacLove is the reduction of the universe to the single being, and the expansion of a single being, even to God
Honore de BalzacThe heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness.
Honore de Balzac