Honore De Balzac Woman Of Thirty Quotes & Sayings

With a woman, always make good use of a secret. She will be proportionally grateful to you, like a scoundrel who grants his respect to an honest man he has been unable to swindle. — Honore De Balzac

A girl's coquetry is of the simplest, she thinks that all is said when the veil is laid aside; a woman's coquetry is endless, she shrouds herself in veil after veil, she satisfies every demand of man's vanity, the novice responds but to one. — Honore De Balzac

A lui la foi, a' elle le doute, a' elle le fardeau le plus lourd: la femme ne souffre-t-elle pas toujours pour deux? For him, faith; for her, doubt and for her theheavier load: does not the woman always suffer for both? — Honore De Balzac

In love, what a woman mistakes for disgust is actually clearsightedness. If she does not admire a man, she scorns him. — Honore De Balzac

A man is a poor creature compared to a woman. — Honore De Balzac

To man, faith; to woman, doubt. She bears the heavier burden. Does not woman invariably suffer for two? — Honore De Balzac

Love is the most melodious of all harmonies and the sentiment of love is innate. Woman is a delightful instrument of pleasure, but it is necessary to know its trembling strings, to study the position of them, the timid keyboard, the fingering so changeful and capricious which befits it. — Honore De Balzac

When a woman starts talking about her duty, her regard for appearances, and her respect for religion, she raises so many bulwarks which she delights to see captured by storm. — Honore De Balzac

A wife is property that one acquires by contract, she is transferable, because possession of her requires title; in fact, woman is, so to speak, only man's appendage; consequently, slice, cut, clip her, you have all rights to her. — Honore De Balzac

When tempted to be unfaithful, the intellectual woman will try to inspire her husband with indifference, the sentimental woman with hatred, and the passionate woman with disgust. — Honore De Balzac

Pity is woman's sweetest charm. — Honore De Balzac

What saves the virtue of many a woman is that protecting god, the impossible. — Honore De Balzac

At fifteen, beauty and talent do not exist; there can only be promise of the coming woman. — Honore De Balzac

Give a Paris woman at bay four-and-twenty hours, and she will overthrow a ministry. — Honore De Balzac

At thirty years a woman asks her lover to give her back the esteem she has forfeited for his sake; she lives only for him, her thoughts are full of his future, he must have a great career, she bids him make it glorious; she can obey, entreat, command, humble herself, or rise in pride; times without number she brings comfort when a young girl can only make moan. — Honore De Balzac

No woman allows her lover to descend from his pedestal. Even a god is not forgiven the slightest pettiness. — Honore De Balzac

When she lives at his palace, the maiden niece of a bishop can pass for a respectable woman because, if she has a love affair, she is obliged to hoodwink her uncle. — Honore De Balzac

Am fully convinced that it is impossible for a woman, even if she were born close to a throne, to acquire before the age of five-and-twenty the encyclopaedic knowledge of trifles, the practice of manoeuvring, the important small things, the musical tones and harmony of coloring, the angelic bedevilments and innocent cunning, the speech and the silence, the seriousness and the banter, the wit and the obtuseness, the diplomacy and the ignorance which make up the perfect lady. — Honore De Balzac

Woman is stronger by virtue of her feelings than man by virtue of his power. — Honore De Balzac

A husband who submits to his wife's yoke is justly held an object of ridicule. A woman's influence ought to be entirely concealed. — Honore De Balzac

Was she acting entirely consciously? No: women are always sincere, even in the midst of their most shocking duplicities, because it is always some natural emotion which dominates them. Perhaps, having given this young man such a hold on her, by having openly demonstrated her affection for him, Delphine was merely responding to a sense of personal dignity, which led her either to revoke any concessions she might have made or, at least, to enjoy suspending them. Even at the very moment when passion seizes her, it is perfectly natural for a Parisian woman to delay her final fall, as a way of testing the heart of the man into whose hands she is about to deliver herself and her future! — Honore De Balzac

A married woman is a slave whom one must put on a throne. — Honore De Balzac

Show me the woman, however loyal, who does not seek to rouse desire. — Honore De Balzac

The duration of a couple's passion is in proportion to the woman's original resistance or to the obstacles that social hazards have placed in the way of her happiness. — Honore De Balzac

Paris, like every pretty woman, is subject to inexplicable whims of beauty and ugliness. — Honore De Balzac

A woman's greatest charm consists in a constant appeal to a man's generosity by a gracious declaration of helplessness which fills him with pride and awakens the most magnificent feelings in his heart. — Honore De Balzac

It is only in the act of nursing that a woman realizes her motherhood in visible and tangible fashion; it is a joy of every moment. — Honore De Balzac

A woman in love has full intelligence of her power; the more virtuous she is, the more effective her coquetry. — Honore De Balzac

For businessmen, the world is a bale of banknotes in circulation; for most young men, it is a woman; for some women, it is a man; and for others it may be a salon, a coterie, a part of town or a whole city. — Honore De Balzac

The duration of passion is proportionate with the original resistance of the woman. — Honore De Balzac

One of the glories of society is to have created woman where Nature had made only a female; to have created a continuity of desire where Nature thought only of perpetuating the species; and, in fine, to have invented love. — Honore De Balzac

A married woman is a slave you must know how to seat upon a throne. — Honore De Balzac