Heart Quotes by Gustave Flaubert

She wanted to die, but she also wanted to live in Paris.

— Gustave Flaubert

Boredom, that silent spider, was spinning its web in the darkness in every corner of her heart.

— Gustave Flaubert

“It was all her fortune. It seemed to her very fine thus to throw it away.”

— Gustave Flaubert

For him the universe did not extend beyond the circumference of her petticoat.

— Gustave Flaubert

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

— Gustave Flaubert

Years passed; and he endured the idleness of his intelligence and the inertia of his heart.

— Gustave Flaubert

You need a high degree of corruption or a very big heart to love absolutely everything

— Gustave Flaubert

The heart, like the stomach, wants a varied diet.

— Gustave Flaubert

“She forgot the tune of the quadrilles; she no longer saw the liveries and appointments so distinctly; some details escaped her, but…

— Gustave Flaubert

Only three things are infinite. The sky in its stars, the sea in its drops of water, and the heart in its…

— Gustave Flaubert

•"for her, life was as cold as an attic with a window looking to the north, and ennui, like a spider, was…

— Gustave Flaubert

After the pain of this disappointment her heart once more stood empty, and the succession of identical days began again.

— Gustave Flaubert

“He took it for granted that she was content; and she resented his settled calm, his serene dullness, the very happiness she…

— Gustave Flaubert

For a long time now my heart has had its shutters closed, its steps deserted, formerly a tumultuous hotel, but now empty…

— Gustave Flaubert

Emma was no asleep, she was pretending to be asleep; and, while he was dozing off at her side, she lay awake,…

— Gustave Flaubert

And the more he was irritated by her basic personality, the more he was drawn to her by a harsh, bestial sensuality,…

— Gustave Flaubert

I like prostitution. My heart has never failed to pound at the sight of one of those provocatively dressed women walking in…

— Gustave Flaubert

“When she had thus for a while struck the flint on her heart without getting a spark, incapable, moreover, of understanding what…

— Gustave Flaubert

You forget everything. The hours slip by. You travel in your chair through centuries you seem seem to see before you, your…

— Gustave Flaubert

The style, which is something I take to heart, is getting on my nerves horribly. It frustrates and torments me. I have…

— Gustave Flaubert

“She wanted to get some personal profit out of things, and she rejected as useless all that did not contribute to the…

— Gustave Flaubert

Are the days of winter sunshine just as sad for you, too? When it is misty, in the evenings, and I am…

— Gustave Flaubert

“Perhaps she would have liked to confide all these things to someone. But how tell an undefinable uneasiness, variable as the clouds,…

— Gustave Flaubert

He was bored now when Emma suddenly began to sob on his breast; and his heart, like the people who can only…

— Gustave Flaubert

“But the more Emma recognised her love, the more she crushed it down, that it might not be evident, that she might…

— Gustave Flaubert

“Having no intercourse with anyone, she lived in the torpid state of a sleep-walker.”

— Gustave Flaubert

She would have liked not to be alive, or to be always asleep.

— Gustave Flaubert

“She now felt an incessant and universal numbness.”

— Gustave Flaubert

Everything, even herself, was now unbearable to her. She wished that, taking wing like a bird, she could fly somewhere, far away…

— Gustave Flaubert

“But what was making her unhappy? Where was the extraordinary catastrophe that had wrecked her life?She raised her head and looked around,…

— Gustave Flaubert

“Well, quite softly, one day following another, a spring on a winter, and an autumn after a summer, this wore away, piece…

— Gustave Flaubert

She did not believe that things could remain the same in different places, and since the portion of her life that lay…

— Gustave Flaubert

“In spite of her giddy airs (the phrase used by the bourgeois wives of Yonville), Emma still had a joyless look, and,…

— Gustave Flaubert

Love, she thought, must come suddenly, with great outbursts and lightnings,--a hurricane of the skies, which falls upon life, revolutionises it, roots…

— Gustave Flaubert

… Her heart remained empty once more, and the procession of days all alike began again. So they were going to follow…

— Gustave Flaubert

Each dream finds at last its form; there is a drink for every thirst, and love for every heart. And there is…

— Gustave Flaubert

As you get older, the heart shed its leaves like a tree. You cannot hold out against certain winds. Each day tears…

— Gustave Flaubert

“The hearts of women are like those little pieces of furniture with secret hiding - places, full of drawers fitted into each…

— Gustave Flaubert