Love may be the fairest gem which Society has filched from Nature; but what is motherhood save Nature in her most gladsome mood? A smile has dried my tears.
Honore de BalzacThose sweetly smiling angels with pensive looks, innocent faces, and cash-boxes for hearts.
Honore de BalzacWisdom is that apprehension of heavenly things to which the spirit rises through love.
Honore de BalzacNo hawk swooping down upon his prey, no stag improvising new detours by which to trick the huntsman, no dog scenting game from afar is comparable in speed to the celerity of a salesman when he gets wind a deal, to his skill in tripping up or forestalling a rival, and to the art with which he sniffs out and discovers a possible sale.
Honore de Balzac