“Her husband was not malicious, but he did bully, though without anger or animosity, as do petty tyrants who think that giving… — Guy de Maupassant Copy Share Image
“Now listen carefully: Marriage, to me, is not a chain but an association. I must be free, entirely unfettered, in all my… — Guy de Maupassant Copy Share Image
“It is love that is sacred," she said." Listen, child, to an old woman who has seen three generations, and who has… — Guy de Maupassant Copy Share Image
It is better to be unhappy in love than unhappy in marriage, but some people manage to be both. — Guy de Maupassant Copy Share Image
“He did not know how to make her understand that he would be happy, most happy, to become her husband in his… — Guy de Maupassant Copy Share Image
“Because it is useless, and I tell them so at once. If you had confessed your fears to me sooner, I would have reassured… — Guy de Maupassant Copy Share Image
“Killing is decreed by law but nature loves eternal youth. Whatever she does, however unconscious and unfeeling the act, she seems to cry out:… — Guy de Maupassant Copy Share Image
There are some delightful places in this world which have a sensual charm for the eyes. One loves them with a physical love. We… — Guy de Maupassant Copy Share Image
“There were some children round him playing in the dust on the paths. They had long fair hair, and with very earnest faces and… — Guy de Maupassant Copy Share Image
“She was simple, not being able to adorn herself, but she was unhappy, as one out of her class; for women belong to no… — Guy de Maupassant Copy Share Image
Whatever you want to say, there is only one word to express it, only one verb to give it movement, only one adjective to… — Guy de Maupassant Copy Share Image
The great artists are those who impose their personal vision upon humanity. — Guy de Maupassant Copy Share Image
“How fathomless the mystery of the Unseen is! We cannot plumb its depths with our feeble senses - with eyes which cannot see the… — Guy de Maupassant Copy Share Image
“‟Whatever we may do or attempt, despite the embrace and transports of love, the hunger of the lips, we are always alone. I have… — Guy de Maupassant Copy Share Image
