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Gustave Flaubert Quotes

I am irritated by my own writing. I am like a violinist whose ear is true, but whose fingers refuse to reproduce precisely the sound he hears within Picture Quote #1

What baffled him was that there should be all this fuss about something so simple as love Picture Quote #1

Of all the icy blasts that blow on love, a request for money is the most chilling Picture Quote #1

She was as sated with him as he was tired of her. Emma had rediscovered in adultery all the banality of marriage Picture Quote #1

Sentences must stir in a book like leaves in a forest, each distinct from each despite their resemblance Picture Quote #1

She did not believe that things could remain the same in different places, and since the portion of her life that lay behind her had been bad, no doubt that which remained to be lived would be better Picture Quote #1

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As for the piano, the faster her fingers flew over it, the more he marveled. She struck the keys with aplomb and ran from one end of the keyboard to the other without a stop Picture Quote #1

Everything, even herself, was now unbearable to her. She wished that, taking wing like a bird, she could fly somewhere, far away to regions of purity, and there grow young again Picture Quote #1

A good sentence in prose should be like a good line in poetry, unchangeable, as rhythmic, as sonorous Picture Quote #1

And the more he was irritated by her basic personality, the more he was drawn to her by a harsh, bestial sensuality, illusions of a moment, which ended in hate Picture Quote #1

After the pain of this disappointment her heart once more stood empty, and the succession of identical days began again Picture Quote #1

Emma was no asleep, she was pretending to be asleep; and, while he was dozing off at her side, she lay awake, dreaming other dreams Picture Quote #1

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Only three things are infinite. The sky in its stars, the sea in its drops of water, and the heart in its tears Picture Quote #1

There are some men whose only mission among others is to act as intermediaries; one crosses them like bridges and keeps going Picture Quote #1

How we keep these dead souls in our hearts. Each one of us carries within himself his necropolis Picture Quote #1

Years passed; and he endured the idleness of his intelligence and the inertia of his heart Picture Quote #1

That man has missed something who has never left a brothel at sunrise feeling like throwing himself into the river out of pure disgust Picture Quote #1

May I die like a dog rather than hasten the ripening of a sentence by a single second! Picture Quote #1

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It’s a delicious thing to write. To be no longer yourself but to move in an entire universe of your own creating Picture Quote #1

Whatever the thing you wish to say, there is but one word to express it, but one verb to give it movement, but one adjective to qualify it; you must seek until you find this noun, this verb, this adjective Picture Quote #1

Boredom, that silent spider, was spinning its web in the darkness in every corner of her heart Picture Quote #1

All you have to do to make something interesting is to look at it long enough Picture Quote #1

Women want you to deceive them: they force you to, and if you resist, they blame you Picture Quote #1

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! Picture Quote #1

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Be orderly and disciplined in daily life, like a good bourgeois, so that I might be wild and violent in my art Picture Quote #1

It is splendid to be a great writer, to put men into the frying pan of your words and make them pop like chestnuts Picture Quote #1

It is always sad to leave a place to which one knows one will never return Picture Quote #1

What a heavy oar the pen is, and what a strong current ideas are to row in! Picture Quote #1

For a long time now my heart has had its shutters closed, its steps deserted, formerly a tumultuous hotel, but now empty and echoing like a great empty tomb Picture Quote #1

You’ll always have to deal with bastards, being lied to, deceived, slandered and ridiculed, but that’s to be expected and you must thank heaven when you meet the exception Picture Quote #1

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I am irritated by my own writing. I am like a violinist whose ear is true, but whose fingers refuse to reproduce precisely the sound he hears within (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) What baffled him was that there should be all this fuss about something so simple as love (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) Of all the icy blasts that blow on love, a request for money is the most chilling (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) She was as sated with him as he was tired of her. Emma had rediscovered in adultery all the banality of marriage (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) Sentences must stir in a book like leaves in a forest, each distinct from each despite their resemblance (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) She did not believe that things could remain the same in different places, and since the portion of her life that lay behind her had been bad, no doubt that which remained to be lived would be better (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) As for the piano, the faster her fingers flew over it, the more he marveled. She struck the keys with aplomb and ran from one end of the keyboard to the other without a stop (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) Everything, even herself, was now unbearable to her. She wished that, taking wing like a bird, she could fly somewhere, far away to regions of purity, and there grow young again (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) A good sentence in prose should be like a good line in poetry, unchangeable, as rhythmic, as sonorous (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) And the more he was irritated by her basic personality, the more he was drawn to her by a harsh, bestial sensuality, illusions of a moment, which ended in hate (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) After the pain of this disappointment her heart once more stood empty, and the succession of identical days began again (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) Emma was no asleep, she was pretending to be asleep; and, while he was dozing off at her side, she lay awake, dreaming other dreams (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) Only three things are infinite. The sky in its stars, the sea in its drops of water, and the heart in its tears (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) There are some men whose only mission among others is to act as intermediaries; one crosses them like bridges and keeps going (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) How we keep these dead souls in our hearts. Each one of us carries within himself his necropolis (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) Years passed; and he endured the idleness of his intelligence and the inertia of his heart (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) That man has missed something who has never left a brothel at sunrise feeling like throwing himself into the river out of pure disgust (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) May I die like a dog rather than hasten the ripening of a sentence by a single second! (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) It’s a delicious thing to write. To be no longer yourself but to move in an entire universe of your own creating (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) Whatever the thing you wish to say, there is but one word to express it, but one verb to give it movement, but one adjective to qualify it; you must seek until you find this noun, this verb, this adjective (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) Boredom, that silent spider, was spinning its web in the darkness in every corner of her heart (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) All you have to do to make something interesting is to look at it long enough (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) Women want you to deceive them: they force you to, and if you resist, they blame you (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) 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! (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) Be orderly and disciplined in daily life, like a good bourgeois, so that I might be wild and violent in my art (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) It is splendid to be a great writer, to put men into the frying pan of your words and make them pop like chestnuts (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) It is always sad to leave a place to which one knows one will never return (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) What a heavy oar the pen is, and what a strong current ideas are to row in! (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) For a long time now my heart has had its shutters closed, its steps deserted, formerly a tumultuous hotel, but now empty and echoing like a great empty tomb (Gustave Flaubert Quotes) You’ll always have to deal with bastards, being lied to, deceived, slandered and ridiculed, but that’s to be expected and you must thank heaven when you meet the exception (Gustave Flaubert Quotes)

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