Best Alfred de Musset Quotes
- It was one of those somber evenings when the sighing of the wind resembles the moans of a dying man; a storm was brewing, and… All
- The fumes of wine fermented in my head; it was one of those moments of intoxication when all that ones sees and hears, speaks to… Adored
- ... but one loves, and when one is on the brink of death, one turns around to look backward, and one says to oneself: "I… Backward
- I can't help it, the idea of the infinite torments me. Help
- The glass I drink from is not large, but at least it is my own. Drink
- Each memorable verse of a true poet has two or three times the written content. Content
- How glorious it is - and also how painful - to be an exception. Exception
- life is a deep sleep of which love is the dream Deep
- The heart that once has been your shrine for other loves is too divine Been
- Alas, everything that men say to one another is alike; the ideas they exchange are almost always the same, in their conversation. But inside all… Alas
- If love is a play, this play, as old as the world, fiasco or not, it is, all in all, the least bad thing that… Admit
- Romanticism is the abuse of adjectives Abuse
- Nothing is a sin when you obey the orders of a priest Inspirational
- The blood of my motherland waters a magic plant that cures all ills. That plant is art, and sometimes art needs corruption as a kind… All
- Look at the sun! It’s dry, it’s dead, it needs a drink, it wants blood! And I’ll give it blood! Blood
- There are temptations more attractive than angels. Liberty, Patriotism, the good of humanity – words like that are the silver scales of the Tempter’s flaming… Angel
- You’re like a lighthouse shining beside the sea of humanity, motionless: all you can see is your own reflection in the water. You’re alone, so… Admiring
- Is is true that dictators never dream because they can change their smallest fantasies into realities if they want to? Change
- What a frightful weapon is human thought! It is our defense and our safeguard, the most precious gift that God has made us. It is… Brain
- What I need is a woman who is something, anything: either very beautiful or very kind or in the last resort very wicked; very witty… Anything Either
- Man is a pupil, pain is his teacher. Man
- I deeply wished I could make the stars all come down and breathe them; disappear in them All
- A happy memory is perhaps on this earth truer than happiness itself. Earth
- In my flowery dreams there's always you. I do not regret it one bit. Bit
- There is no worse sorrow than remembering happiness in the day of sorrow. Day