In all lands, sailors form a race apart. They profess a congenital contempt for landlubbers. As for the tradesman, he understands nothing of sailors nor cares a fig about them. He is content to rob them if he can.
Honore de BalzacWhen Religion and Royalty are swept away, the people will attack the great, and after the great, they will fall upon the rich.
Honore de BalzacThe passion of love is essentially selfish, while motherhood widens the circle of our feelings.
Honore de Balzac