It seems to me that I have always existed and that I possess memories that date back to the Pharaohs. Gustave Flaubert More Quotes by Gustave Flaubert More Quotes From Gustave Flaubert She would have liked not to be alive, or to be always asleep. Gustave Flaubert alive Madame Bovary is myself. Gustave Flaubert literature Tout ce qu'on invente est vrai, soi-en sure. La poesie est une chose aussi precise que la geometrie. Gustave Flaubert precisemathematics Success as I see it is a result, not a goal. Gustave Flaubert entrepreneurdisciplinegoal Snicker on hearing his name: 'the gentleman who thinks we are descended from the apes.' Gustave Flaubert namessciencethinking We swung between madness and suicide ... it was beautiful! Gustave Flaubert suicidedepressionbeautiful You can calculate the worth of a man by the number of his enemies, and the importance of a work of art by the harm that is spoken of it. Gustave Flaubert numbersmenart A rich woman seems to have all her banknotes about her, guarding her virtue, like a cuirass, in the lining of her corset. Gustave Flaubert guardingricheswealth What is the beautiful, if not the impossible. Gustave Flaubert possible-and-impossiblebeautifulbeauty One mustn't always believe that feeling is everything. In the arts, it is nothing without form. Gustave Flaubert feelingsbelieveart Reality does not conform to the ideal, but confirms it. Gustave Flaubert conformitydoereality You must write for yourself, above all. That is your only hope of creating something beautiful. Gustave Flaubert creatingwritingbeautiful I like prostitution. My heart has never failed to pound at the sight of one of those provocatively dressed women walking in the rain under the gaslamps, just as the sight of monks in their robes and girdles touches some ascetic, hidden corner of my soul. Gustave Flaubert sightrainheart The artist must be in his work as God is in creation, invisible and all-powerful; one must sense him everywhere but never see him. Gustave Flaubert powerfulartistliterature It is splendid to be a great writer, to put men into the frying pan of your words and make them pop like chestnuts. Gustave Flaubert frying-panschestnutsmen My foregrounds are imaginary, my backgrounds real. Gustave Flaubert backgroundsrealwriting The public wants work which flatters its illusions. Gustave Flaubert illusionflatterywant Adultery ... could be as banal as marriage. Gustave Flaubert adultery Women want you to deceive them: they force you to, and if you resist, they blame you. Gustave Flaubert blamemarriagewant What baffled him was that there should be all this fuss about something so simple as love. Gustave Flaubert baffledsimpleshould
