Honoré de Balzac on intelligence

I am a galley slave to pen and ink.

The art of motherhood involves much silent, unobtrusive self-denial, an hourly devotion which finds no detail too minute.

What is Art, monsieur, but Nature concentrated?

We should take care not to make the intellect our god; it has, of course, powerful muscles, but no personality.

Albert Einstein1879–1955Out of My Later Years (1950), Ch. 51 “The Goal of Human Existence” (1943)

• God
• Thinking

Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.

Ernest Hemingway1899–1961Marita in Ch. 11

• Happiness

An intellectual is a man who takes more words than necessary to tell more than he knows.

Dwight D. Eisenhower1890–1969

• Clever Jabs