Occupation: Novelist Birth: May 20, 1799 Death: August 18, 1850
The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness..
Glory is a poison, good to be taken in small doses..
A woman filled with faith in the one she loves is the creation of a novelist's imagination..
There are no principles; there are only events. There is no good and bad, there are only circumstances..
Carelessness in dressing is moral suicide..
A jealous husband doesnt doubt his wife, but himself..
Vivacity is the health of the spirit..
The mind, too, has its regimen. It needs gymnastics, just like the body does..
To get a traveling salesman drunk is the height of impossibility..
Love is perhaps no more than gratitude for pleasure..
Love is like some fresh spring, first a stream and then a river, changing its aspect and its nature as it flows to plunge itself in some boundless oc….
Man is no match for woman where mischief reigns..
The boor covers himself, the rich man or the fool adorns himself, and the elegant man gets dressed..
Virtue, my pet, is an abstract idea, varying in its manifestations with the surroundings. Virtue in Provence, in Constantinople, in London, and in Pa….
Grief ennobles the commonest people because it has its own essential grandeur. To shine with the luster of grief, a person need only be sincere..
The events of human life, whether public or private, are so intimately linked to architecture that most observers can reconstruct nations or individu….
[Raphael's] great superiority is due to the instinctive sense which, in him, seems to desire to shatter form. Form is, in his figures, what it is in ….
What moralists describe as the mysteries of the human heart are solely the deceiving thoughts, the spontaneous impulses of self-regard. The sudden ch….
It is a singular fact that most men of action incline to the theory of fatalism, while the greater part of men of thought believe in providence..
In painting, you can suddenly come upon something so huge that no-one can deal with it..
Political liberty, the peace of a nation, and science itself are gifts for which Fate demands a heavy tax in blood!.