And he, like many jaded people, had few pleasures left in li... - Honore de Balzac

"If we could but paint with the hand what we see with the eye."

"A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea."

"True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart."

"The more one judges, the less one loves."

"Love has its own instinct, finding the way to the heart, as the feeblest insect finds the way to its flower, with a will which nothing can dismay nor turn aside."