Those sweetly smiling angels with pensive looks, innocent faces, and cash-boxes for hearts.
Honore de BalzacGenuine sorrows are very tranquil in appearance in the deep bed they have dug for themselves. But, seeming to slumber, they corrode the soul like that frightful acid which penetrates crystal.
Honore de BalzacMen are such dupes by choice, that he who would impose upon others never need be at a loss to find ready victims.
Honore de Balzac