“It is a delicious thing to write, whether well or badly--to be no longer yourself but to move in an entire universe of your own creating. Today, for instance, man and woman, lover and beloved, I rode in a forest… — Gustav Flaubert Copy Share Image
“It is a delicious thing to write, whether well or badly--to be no longer yourself but to move in an entire universe of your… — Gustav Flaubert Copy Share Image
“There, at the top of the table, alone amongst all these women, stooped over his ample plateful, with his napkin tied around his neck… — Gustav Flaubert Copy Share Image
“I believe that if someone always looked at the skies, one would end up with wings.” — Gustav Flaubert Copy Share Image
“She remembered the heroines of novels she had read, and the lyrical legion of those adulterous women began to sing in her memory with… — Gustav Flaubert Copy Share Image
“Bourgeois do not even suspect that we serve them our hearts. The race of gladiators has not died: every artist is one. He amuses… — Gustav Flaubert Copy Share Image
“To want to give to prose the rhythm of verse (but keeping it very much prose), and to want to write about ordinary life… — Gustav Flaubert Copy Share Image
