I believe in the Supreme Being, in a Creator, whatever he may be. I care little who has placed us here below to fulfil our duties as citizens and fathers of families; but I don't need to go to church...
Ho una religione, la mia religione; e anzi ne ho più di loro, tutti quanti sono, con le loro commedie e le loro ciarlatanerie! Io adoro Dio, invece! Credo nell'Essere supremo, in un Creatore, qualunqu...
Had they nothing else to say to one another? Yet their eyes were full of more serious speech, and while they forced themselves to find trivial phrases, they felt the same languor stealing over them bo...
Evlenmeden önce gönlünde aşk uyandığını sanmıştı; fakat bu aşkın neticesi olması lazım gelen saadetten bir eser yoktu. İçinden: Yanılmış olacağım diyordu. Emma, bahtiyarlık, ihtiras, kendinden geçme g...
England and Brittany were places one came back from. But America, the colonies, and the Antilles were lost in some unknown region on the other side of the world.
Come, let’s be calm: no one incapable of restraint was ever a writer.
Cheer up,' said the captain's son. 'Life is long, and we are young.
And the more he was irritated by her basic personality, the more he was drawn to her by a harsh, bestial sensuality, illusions of a moment, which ended in hate.
Ainsi leur rencontre avait eu l'importance d'une aventure. Ils s'étaient, tout de suite, accrochés par des fibres secrètes. D'ailleurs, comment expliquer les sympathies? Pourquoi telle particularité,...
But now the love of Charles for Emma seemed to her a desertion from her tenderness, an encroachment upon what was hers, and she watched her son's happiness in sad silence, as a ruined man looks throug...
Inteligența lui nu era destul de mare pentru a ajunge pînă la Artă, nici destul de burgheză pentru a viza numai profitul, în așa chip încît, fără să mulțumească pe nimeni, se ruina./ ...son intelligen...
Votre personne, vos moindres mouvements, me semblaient avoir dans le monde une importance extra-humaine. Mon coeur, comme de la poussière, se soulevait derrière vos pas. Vous me faisiez l'effet d'un c...
Sadness is a vice.
İnsan, şeytanın yanına yaklaşmasına izin verdi mi, artık iradesi üzerindeki denetimini kaybeder. Gözleri kapanır; iyiyle kötüyü, doğruyla yanlışı ayıramaz olur.
[...] Y haciéndole sentar al borde del lecho, empezaba a hablarle de sus penas. El la olvidaba... Amaba a otra... Ya le habíand dicho que sería desgraciada. Y acababa pidiéndole algún jarabe para su s...
Why was it? Who drove you to it?'She replied, 'It had to be, my dear!''Weren't you happy? Is it my fault? I did all I could!''Yes, that is true — you are good — you.
What was it that thus set so far asunder the morning of the day before yesterday and the evening of to-day?
What exasperated her was that Charles seemed to have no notion of her torment. His conviction that he was making her happy struck her as impudent imbecility, his uxorious complacency as ingratitude.
We must not touch our idols; the gilt sticks to our fingers. They
Then she asked herself, Isn’t he in love with someone? Who could it be? …Why, it’s me! All the evidence immediately became clear to her, and her heart leapt.