A memory is a beautiful thing, it's almost a desire that you miss. Gustave Flaubert More Quotes by Gustave Flaubert More Quotes From Gustave Flaubert We should not touch our idols: their gilding will remain on our hands. Gustave Flaubert shouldidolshands If you participate in life, you don’t see it clearly: you suffer from it too much or enjoy it too much. The artist, to my way of thinking, is a monstrosity, something outside nature. All the misfortunes Providence inflicts on him come from his stubborness in denying that maxim. Gustave Flaubert artistsufferingthinking I have patience in all things - as far as the antechamber. Gustave Flaubert having-patienceall-thingspatience Each dream finds at last its form; there is a drink for every thirst, and love for every heart. And there is no better way to spend your life than in the unceasing preoccupation of an idea--of an ideal. Gustave Flaubert dreamideasart Of all the icy blasts that blow on love, a request for money is the most chilling. Gustave Flaubert icychillblow Axiome: la haine du bourgeois est le commencement de la vertu. Axiom: Hatred of the bourgeois is the beginning of wisdom. Gustave Flaubert commencementbourgeoishatred When you reduce a woman to writing, she makes you think of a thousand other women Gustave Flaubert make-you-thinkwritingthinking Happiness is a monstrosity! Punished are those who seek it. Gustave Flaubert monstrosity As humanity perfects itself, man becomes degraded. When everything is reduced to the mere counter-balancing of economic interests, what room will there be for virtue? When Nature has been so subjugated that she has lost all her original forms, where will that leave the plastic arts? And so on. In the mean time, things are going to get very murky. Gustave Flaubert moneymeanart Madame Aubain's servant Felicite was the envy of the ladies of Pont-l'Eveque for half a century. Gustave Flaubert envyhalfbook Antiquite . en tout ce qui s'y rapporte: Est poncif, embe" tant! etc. Antiquity. And everything to do with it, cliche d and boring. Gustave Flaubert clicheetcboring One's existence should be in two parts: one should live like a bourgeois and think like a demigod. Gustave Flaubert lifetwothinking Didn't love, like a plant from India, require a prepared soil, a particular temperature? Sighs in the moonlight, long embraces, tears flowing over hands yielded to a lover, all the fevers of the flesh and the languors of tenderness thus could not be separated from the balconies of great châteaux filled with idle amusements, a boudoir with silk blinds, a good thick carpet, full of pots of flowers, and a bed raised on a dais, nor from the sparkle of precious stones and shoulder knots on servants' livery. Gustave Flaubert flowerlovehands Reveal art; conceal the artist. Gustave Flaubert revelationsartistart There are in me, in literary terms, two distinct characters: one who is taken with roaring, with lyricism, with soaring aloft, with all the sonorities of phrase and summits of thought; and the other who digs and scratches for truth all he can, who is as interested in the little facts as the big ones, who would like to make you feel materially the things he reproduces. Gustave Flaubert takencharacterart By working one can bend fortune. She is fond of crafty men. Gustave Flaubert craftyfortunemen Speech is a rolling press that always amplifies one's emotions. Gustave Flaubert amplifyrollingspeech La parole humaine est comme un chaudron fe" le o u' nous battons des me lodies a' faire danser les ours, quand on voudrait attendrir les e toiles. Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we beat out tunes for bears to dance to, when all the time we are longing to move the stars to pity. Gustave Flaubert speechstarsmoving There are some men whose only mission among others is to act as intermediaries; one crosses them like bridges and keeps going. Gustave Flaubert bridgescrossesmen Sentences must stir in a book like leaves in a forest, each distinct from each despite their resemblance. Gustave Flaubert sentencesforestsbook
