The principal thing in this world is to keep one's soul aloft. Gustave Flaubert More Quotes by Gustave Flaubert More Quotes From Gustave Flaubert She loved the sea for its storms alone, cared for vegetation only when it grew here and there among ruins. She had to extract a kind of personal advantage from things and she rejected as useless everything that promised no immediate gratification — for her temperament was more sentimental than artistic, and what she was looking for was emotions, not scenery. Gustave Flaubert storm here-and-there sea My life which I dream will be so beautiful, so poetic, so vast, so filled with love will turn out to be like everybody else's - monotonous, sensible, stupid. Gustave Flaubert stupid dream beautiful Anything becomes interesting if you look at it long enough. Gustave Flaubert long looks interesting She was as sated with him as he was tired of her. Emma had rediscovered in adultery all the banality of marriage. Gustave Flaubert emma adultery tired Of all lies, art is the least untrue. Gustave Flaubert art-is lying art Writing is a dog's life, but the only life worth living. Gustave Flaubert literature dog writing Coffee: Induces wit. Good only if it comes through Havre. After a big dinner party it is taken standing up. Take it without sugar - very swank: gives the impression you have lived in the East. Gustave Flaubert coffee party taken Of all possible debauches, traveling is the greatest that I know; that's the one they invented when they got tired of all the others. Gustave Flaubert tired literature travel What a heavy oar the pen is, and what a strong current ideas are to row in! Gustave Flaubert heavy strong ideas Our ignorance of history causes us to slander our own times. Gustave Flaubert ignorance literature history 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 have but the sound of my scythe when it harvests, my whistling arrows, my galloping horse. Always the sound of the same wave eating away at the world Gustave Flaubert horse angel brother You need a high degree of corruption or a very big heart to love absolutely everything Gustave Flaubert degrees criticism heart (Egypt) is a great place for contrasts: splendid things gleam in the dust. Gustave Flaubert gleam egypt dust On certain occasions art can shake very ordinary spirits, and whole worlds can be revealed by its clumsiest interpreters. Gustave Flaubert ordinary world art There are neither good nor bad subjects. From the point of view of pure Art, you could almost establish it as an axiom that the subject is irrelevant, style itself being an absolute manner of seeing things. Gustave Flaubert style views art [T]he truth is that fullness of soul can sometimes overflow in utter vapidity of language, for none of us can ever express the exact measure of his needs or his thoughts or his sorrows; and human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars. Gustave Flaubert stars soul long You don’t make art out of good intentions. Gustave Flaubert good-intentions intention art One never tires of what is well written, style is life! It is the very blood of thought! Gustave Flaubert style literature blood My God, this novel makes me break out in a cold sweat! Do you know how much I've written in five months, since the end of August? Sixty-five pages! Each paragraph is good in itself and there are some pages that are perfect. I feel certain. But just because of this, it isn't getting on. It's a series of well-turned, ordered paragraphs which do not flow on from each other. I shall have to unscrew them, loosen the joints, as one does with the masts of a ship when one wants the sail to take more wind. Gustave Flaubert sweat august wind She would have liked not to be alive, or to be always asleep. Gustave Flaubert alive