Misfortune makes of certain souls a vast desert through which rings the voice of God.
Honore de BalzacLove 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 BalzacA great love is a credit opened in favor of a power so consuming that the moment of bankruptcy must inevitably occur.
Honore de Balzac