Night was a very different matter. It was dense, thicker than the very walls, and it was empty, so black, so immense that within it you could brush against appalling things and feel roaming and prowling around a strange, mysterious… — Guy de Maupassant Copy Share Image
...A strange art – music – the most poetic and precise of all the arts, vague as a dream and precise as algebra. — 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
