“There were, in Clochemerle, a number of lady 'invalids', their conversation one long jeremiad concerning their health, who had worn out their husbands and outlived them by fifteen or twenty years. Since, all their lives, they had spent themselves only… — Gabriel Chevallier Copy Share Image
“What saves doctors' reputations is the fact that many illnesses are benign and that people can go on living with a large number of… — Gabriel Chevallier Copy Share Image
“The desire for carnal possession quickly cools, whereas the desire to own land never quits the heart of man.” — Gabriel Chevallier Copy Share Image
“My county? Another concept to which you attach from a distance a rather vague ideal. You want to know what "my country" really is? Nothing more or less than a gathering of shareholders, a form of property, bourgeois mentality, and vanity. Think about all the people in your country whom you wouldn't go near, and you'll see that the ties… — Gabriel Chevallier Copy Share
“Men were snoring, twitching and whimpering, struggling with nightmares less terrible than reality.” — Gabriel Chevallier Copy Share Image
“For the wine of Clochemerle is at once exquisite and treacherous; it charms first the nose, then the palate, finally the entire man. Mark… — Gabriel Chevallier Copy Share Image
“I had been astonished to find myself in the middle of the war yet not be able to find it, unable to accept that… — Gabriel Chevallier Copy Share Image
“Women all have the same female pretentions and even the most virtuous among them like to convince themselves that they can tempt a man.” — Gabriel Chevallier Copy Share Image
“The death of the Curé Ponosse occurred in the vintage month, when his beloved Clochemerle was impregnated with the odour of new wine, in the golden glory of a brilliant, hot September. The old priest died in the apotheosis of a great year, famous for its wine, one of those years whose fragrant soul is destined to be poured, later,… — Gabriel Chevallier Copy Share
“They had also brought in a piece of human scrap so monstrous that everyone recoiled at the sight, that it shocked men who were no longer shockable. I shut my eyes; I had already seen far too much and I wanted to be able to forget eventually. This thing, this being, screamed in a corner like a maniac. The revulsion… — Gabriel Chevallier Copy Share
“There were, in Clochemerle, a number of lady 'invalids', their conversation one long jeremiad concerning their health, who had worn out their husbands and… — Gabriel Chevallier Copy Share Image
“Men are stupid and ignorant. That is why they suffer. Instead of thinking, they believe all that they are told, all that they are… — Gabriel Chevallier Copy Share Image
“Once again was it proved that the designs of Providence are impenetrable and that the sinner, climbing out of the pit of his filthiness,… — Gabriel Chevallier Copy Share Image
