All Gustave Flaubert Quotes
- For every bourgeois, in the heat of youth, if only for a day, for a minute, has believed himself capable of immense passions, of heroic… Believed
- What better occupation, really, than to spend the evening at the fireside with a book, with the wind beating on the windows and the lamp… Across
- You forget everything. The hours slip by. You travel in your chair through centuries you seem seem to see before you, your thoughts are caught… Beating
- Do not imagine you can exorcise what oppresses you in life by giving vent to it in art. Art
- I have no use for the kind of God who goes walking in his garden with a stick, sends his friends to live in the… Bellies
- By dint of railing at idiots, one runs the risk of becoming an idiot oneself. Becoming
- The denigration of those we love always detaches us from them in some degree. Never touch your idols: the gilding will stick to your fingers. Degree
- Travel makes one modest. You see what a tiny place you occupy in the world. Adventure
- What stops me from taking myself seriously, even though I am essentially a serious person, is that I find myself extremely ridiculous, not in the… Action
- Pleasure is found first in anticipation, later in memory. Anticipation
- Writing history is like drinking an ocean and pissing a cupful. Cupful
- When you reduce a woman to writing, she makes you think of a thousand other women Reduce
- By trying to understand everything, everything makes me dream Dream
- God is only a word dreamed up to explain the world Dreamed
- He dreamed of funeral love, but dreams crumble and the tomb abides Abides
- He loved the extensive vaults where you could hear the night birds and the sea breeze; he loved the craggy ruins bound together by ivy,… Any
- I am alone on this road strewn with bones and bordered by ruins! Angels have their brothers, and demons have their infernal companions. Yet I… Alone
- The more you approach infinity, the deeper you penetrate terror Approach
- There are two infinities that confuse me: the one in my soul devours me; the one around me will crush me Confuse
- We think of women at every age: while still children, we fondle with a naïve sensuality the breasts of those grown-up girls kissing us and… Age