Of all the icy blasts that blow on love, a request for money is the most chilling. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT BlowChillLoveRequest
The principal thing in this world is to keep one’s soul aloft. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT HumblePrincipleSoulWorld
I spent the morning putting in a comma and the afternoon removing it. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT MorningMyselfRemoval
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT HopeLovePerfumePlantRuinTime
Life must be a constant education; one must learn everything, from speaking to dying. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT DeathEducationLearningLifeTalk
The only way to avoid being unhappy is to close yourself up in Art and to count for nothing all the rest. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT ArtAvoidCountHappinessRest
There is not a particle of life which does not bear poetry within it. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT LifeParticlePoetry
It’s hard to communicate anything exactly and that’s why perfect relationships between people are difficult to find. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT CommunicationDifficultFindingHardPerfectRelationship
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. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT DiscoverForestHarmonyListeningTryWaves
For him the universe did not extend beyond the circumference of her petticoat. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT BeyondCircumferenceHerselfUniverse
I don’t believe that happiness is possible, but I think tranquility is. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT BelieveHappinessMyselfThinkingTranquility
One can be the master of what one does, but never of what one feels. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT EmotionFeelingMasterOne LinerWork
The most important thing in the world is to hold your soul aloft. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT HoldImportantSoulWorld
Through small apertures we glimpse abysses whose sombre depths turn us faint. And yet over the whole there hovers an extraordinary tenderness. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT OrdinarySmallTender
Stupidity consists in wanting to reach conclusions. We are a thread, and we want to know the whole cloth. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT ConclusionConsistReachStupidity
Writing history is like drinking an ocean and pissing a cupful. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT DrinkingHistoryWriting
You must write for yourself, above all. That is your only hope of creating something beautiful. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT BeautifulCreationHopeWritingYourself
One’s duty is to feel what is great, cherish the beautiful, and to not accept the conventions of society with the ignominy that it imposes upon us. GUSTAVE FLAUBERT AcceptanceBeautifulFeelingGreatnessSociety