Quote by Gustave Flaubert Download Open image ““A los ídolos no hay que tocarlos: se queda el dorado en las manos.”” — Gustave Flaubert ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.8 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“No hay que tocar a los ídolos: su dorado se nos queda en las manos” — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
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“Hay ladrones a los que no se castiga, pero que roban lo más preciado: el tiempo.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
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“-No deberías decir eso. -¿Y por qué no? -Porque si conocieras mis mejores fantasías, te sonrojarías hasta el cabello, princesita...” — Adriana González Márquez Copy Share
As for the piano, the faster her fingers flew over it, the more he marveled. She struck the keys with aplomb and ran from… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
Caught up in life, you see it badly. You suffer from it or enjoy it too much. The artist, in my opinion, is a… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“When one does something, one must do it wholly and well. Those bastard existences where you sell suet all day and write poetry at… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“But her life was as cold as an attic facing north; and boredom, like a silent spider, was weaving its web in the shadows,… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
When you reduce a woman to writing, she makes you think of a thousand other women — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
Travel makes one modest. You see what a tiny place you occupy in the world. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
A superhuman will is needed in order to write, and I am only a man. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
The writer must wade into life as into the sea, but only up to the navel. — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
