Nature knows nothing but solid bodies; your science deals only with combinations of surfaces. And so nature constantly gives the lie to all your laws… - Honoré de Balzac

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Nature knows nothing but solid bodies; your science deals only with combinations of surfaces. And so nature constantly gives the lie to all your laws; can you name one to which no fact makes an exception?

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About Honoré de Balzac

Honoré de Balzac (20 May 1799 – 18 August 1850) was a French novelist. Along with Flaubert, he is generally regarded as a founding father of realism in European literature.

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Alternative Names: Balzac Horace de Saint- Aubin Onoreh deh Balzaḳ Lord R'Hoone Ônôrē de Balzaq Jeune ceélibataire Onore de Balzak Honorato De Balzac H. Balzak Honoreé De Balzac H. Balzac Horace de S.- Aubin Honoriusz Balzac Un Jeune ceélibataire Lord O'Rhoone Ūnūrīh dī Balzāk R'Hoone Onore de Bal'zak Hônôrê đơ Banzăc Honore de Balzak de. Balzac Honorato Balzac Horace de Saint-Aubin Honoré de Balsac Honoreé de Balzac Baruzakku Pa-erh-cha-kʻo Honoré. Balzac Honoreé DeBalzac Onore. Bal'zak Onorato di Balzac Honoriusz. Balzac H. de Balzac Onore Balzéak Honoriusz. Balzak Instituteur Matricante Pa-erh-cha-kò Saint Aubin Ba’erzhake Honoryusz. Balzac Abbeé Savonati Honoräe de Balzac Honoratus de Balzac A. de Villergleé Honoré Balssa Honoré De Balzac Ba'erzhake Saint Aubin de Poitiers M. de Balzac Onore Balʹzak Honore de Bal'zac Balzak H. de. Balzac Honoreé von Balzac Honore de Balzac Jeune ceelibataire Honoree De Balzac Honoree de Balzac Un Jeune ceelibataire Honore de Balsac Honore. Balzac Honoree DeBalzac Onore Balzeak Pa-erh-cha-ko Abbee Savonati A. de Villerglee Honore Balssa Honoree von Balzac
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There are men who put the weight of a coffin into their deliberations as they bargain for Cashmere shawls for their wives, as they go up the staircase of a theatre, or think of going to the Bouffons, or of setting up a carriage; who are murderers in thought when dear ones, with the irresistable charm of innocence, hold up childish foreheads to be kissed with a ‘Good-night, father!’ Hourly they meet the gaze of eyes they would fain close forever, eyes that still open each morning to the light. . . God alone knows the number of those who are parricides in thought

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