“Pleasures, like schoolboys in a school courtyard, had so trampled upon his heart that no green thing grew there, and that which… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
Everything depends on the value we give to things. We are the ones who make morality and virtue. The cannibal who eats… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“I grew up in a hospital and as a child I played in the dissecting room” — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
Books are made not like children but like pyramids and they're just as useless! And they stay in the desert! Jackals piss… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“Do not read as children do to enjoy themselves, or, as the ambitious do to educate themselves. No, read to live.” — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“It seems to me, alas, that if you can so thoroughly dissect your children who are still to be born, you don’t… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“He seriously thought that there is less harm in killing a man than producing a child: in the first case you are… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
I had, as I told you, a great passion while still almost a child. When it was over, I divided myself in… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
Do not read, as children do, to amuse yourself, or like the ambitious, for the purpose of instruction. No, read in order… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
We think of women at every age: while still children, we fondle with a naïve sensuality the breasts of those grown-up girls… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“Alas! It seems to me that when one is as good as this at dissecting children who are to born, one can’t… — 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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“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 Image
When you reduce a woman to writing, she makes you think of a thousand other women — 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
A superhuman will is needed in order to write, and I am only a man. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
The writer must wade into life as into the sea, but only up to the navel. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
