One's existence should be in two parts: one should live like a bourgeois and think like a demigod. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
There is not a particle of life which does not bear poetry within it — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
The one way of tolerating existence is to lose oneself in literature as in a perpetual orgy. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
Put all your rage and madness into your work and live as orderly a life as possible. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
One never tires of what is well written, style is life! It is the very blood of thought! — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“This was how they wished they had been: each was creating an ideal into which he was now fitting his past life.” — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
Be orderly and disciplined in daily life, like a good bourgeois, so that I might be wild and violent in my art. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“But she—her life was cold as a garret whose dormer window looks on the north, and ennui, the silent spider, was weaving… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
Love, to her, was something hat comes suddenly, like a blinding flash of lightening - a heaven-sent storm hurled into life, uprooting… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“I lead a bitter life, devoid of all external joy and in which I have nothing to keep me going but a… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
Noble characters and pure affections and happy scenes are very comforting things. They're a refuge from life's disillusionments. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
I invite all brats to throw their cookies at the baker's head if they're not sweet, winos to chuck their wine if… — 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… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
And so I will take back up my poor life, so plain and so tranquil, where phrases are adventures and the only… — 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,… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
The idea of bringing someone into the world fills me with horror. I would curse myself if I were a father. A… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“Love, she felt, ought to come all at once, with great thunderclaps and flashes of lightning; it was like a storm bursting… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“Love, she believed, must come suddenly, with great thunderclaps and bolts of lightening - a hurricane from heaven that drops down on… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“[Hers] was an existence between heaven and earth... beyond her stretched as far as the eye could see... an immense space of… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
What stops me from taking myself seriously, even though I am essentially a serious person, is that I find myself extremely ridiculous,… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“How wonderful to find in living creatures the same substance as those which make up minerals. Nevertheless they felt a sort of… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“It would have been better to do what everyone else does, neither taking life too seriously nor seeing it as merely grotesque,… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“She was not happy--she never had been. Whence came this insufficiency in life--this instantaneous turning to decay of everything on which she… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“An overwhelming curiosity makes me ask myself what their lives might be like. I want to know what they do, where they're… — 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
“But for the man who watches the leaves trembling in the wind’s breath, the rivers meandering through the meadows, life twisting and… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“One event sometimes had infinite ramifications and could change the whole settings of a person's life.” — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“I detest common heroes and moderate feelings, the sort that exist in real life” — 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
One mustn't ask apple trees for oranges, France for sun, women for love, life for happiness. — 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
“At last she sighed. "But the most wretched thing — is it not? — is to drag out, as I do, a… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
Through small apertures we glimpse abysses whose somber depths turn us faint … Yet over the whole there hovers an extraordinary tenderness. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
But the most wretched thing, is it not-is to drag out, as I do, a useless existence. If our pains were only… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“And so I will take back up my poor life, so plain and so tranquil, where phrases are adventures and the only… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
What an awful thing life is, isn’t it? It’s like soup with lots of hairs floating on the surface. You have to… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
She did not believe that things could remain the same in different places, and since the portion of her life that lay… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
I have no use for the kind of God who goes walking in his garden with a stick, sends his friends to… — 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
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