Of all the icy blasts that blow on love, a request for money is the most chilling.
GUSTAVE FLAUBERTOur ignorance of history causes us to slander our own times. The ordinary person today lives better than a king did a century ago but is ungrateful!
More Gustave Flaubert Quotes
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Through small apertures we glimpse abysses whose sombre depths turn us faint. And yet over the whole there hovers an extraordinary tenderness.
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There are three thing in the world I love most: the sea, Hamlet, and Don Giovanni.
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I believe that if one always looked at the skies, one would end up with wings.
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Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars.
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I don’t believe that happiness is possible, but I think tranquility is.
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The most glorious moments in your life are not the so-called days of success, but rather those days when out of dejection and despair you feel rise in you a challenge to life, and the promise of future accomplishments.
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I spent the morning putting in a comma and the afternoon removing it.
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It’s hard to communicate anything exactly and that’s why perfect relationships between people are difficult to find.
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Our ignorance of history causes us to slander our own times. The ordinary person today lives better than a king did a century ago but is ungrateful!
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On certain occasions art can shake very ordinary spirits, and whole worlds can be revealed by its clumsiest interpreters.
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What seems to me the highest and the most difficult achievement of Art is not to make us laugh or cry, or to rouse our lust or our anger, but to do as nature does-that is, fill us with wonderment.
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There is not a particle of life which does not bear poetry within it.
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The heart, like the stomach, wants a varied diet.
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I tried to discover, in the rumor of forests and waves, words that other men could not hear, and I pricked up my ears to listen to the revelation of their harmony.
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There is no truth. There is only perception.
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