There is not a particle of life which does not bear poetry within it — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
Travel makes one modest. You see what a tiny place you occupy in the world. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
I spent the morning putting in a comma and the afternoon removing it. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
It is always sad to leave a place to which one knows one will never return. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“Be steady and well-ordered in your life so that you can be fierce and original in your work.” — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
I tried to discover, in the rumor of forests and waves, words that other men could not hear, and I pricked up… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
[The artist] is like a pump; he has inside him a great pipe that reaches down into the entrails of things, the… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“He was savoring for the first time the ineffable subtleties of feminine refinement. Never had he encountered this grace of language, this… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
As for the piano, the faster her fingers flew over it, the more he marveled. She struck the keys with aplomb and ran from… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share
Caught up in life, you see it badly. You suffer from it or enjoy it too much. The artist, in my opinion, is a… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share
“When one does something, one must do it wholly and well. Those bastard existences where you sell suet all day and write poetry at… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share
“But her life was as cold as an attic facing north; and boredom, like a silent spider, was weaving its web in the shadows,… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share
When you reduce a woman to writing, she makes you think of a thousand other women — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share
Travel makes one modest. You see what a tiny place you occupy in the world. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share
The writer must wade into life as into the sea, but only up to the navel. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share
And indeed, what is better than to sit by one's fireside in the evening with a book, while the wind beats against the window… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share
One's existence should be in two parts: one should live like a bourgeois and think like a demigod. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share
Emma was no asleep, she was pretending to be asleep; and, while he was dozing off at her side, she lay awake, dreaming other… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share
![“[The artist] is like a pump; he has inside him a great pipe that reaches down into the entrails of things, the deepest layers. He sucks up what was lying there below, dim and unnoticed, and brings it in great jets to the sunlight.” quote by Gustave Flaubert](https://sms4smile.com/q/img-quotes/110/gustave-flaubert-354_art_the-artist-is-like-a-pump-he-has-inside_2105838.jpg)
