Era un d'aquells sentiments purs que no entrebanquen l'exercici de la vida, mantinguts gelosament perquè són poc comuns, una d'aquestes il·lusions la pèrdua de les quals trasbalsen molt més l'ànima qu...
En el fondo de su corazón, no obstante, esperaba que sucediera algo. Como los marineros náufragos, contemplaba con ojos desesperados la soledad de su vida, buscaba a lo lejos alguna vela blanca entre...
Einen einzigen Gedanken hatte er, eine einzige Liebe, eine einzige Leidenschaft: die Bücher! Und diese Liebe, diese Leidenschaft verbrannten sein Inneres, verdarben sein Leben, verschlangen sein Dasei...
Des doutes succédaient à leurs emportements d'espoir. Après des crises de gaieté verbeuse, ils tombaient dans des silences profonds.
Coming joys, like tropical shores, throw over the immensity before them their inborn softness, an odorous wind, and we are lulled by this intoxication without a thought of the horizon that we do not e...
At last she sighed.But the most wretched thing — is it not? — is to drag out, as I do, a useless existence. If our pains were only of some use to someone, we should find consolation in the thought of...
Another thirst had come to him—the thirst for women, for licentious pleasure, and all that Parisian life permitted him to enjoy. He felt somewhat stunned, like a man coming out of a ship, and in the v...
All that has to do with life is repugnant to me; everything that draws me to it horrifies me. I should like never to have been born, or to die. I have within me, deep within me, a distaste which keeps...
Además, para triunfar siempre en la vida no hace falta más que mucho tupé.
A veces recordamos durante siglos cierto momento que ya no volverá, que ha pasado, que está en la nada para siempre, y por el que pagaríamos en prenda todo nuestro futuro
A los ídolos no hay que tocarlos: se queda el dorado en las manos.
A la fi, pensarien a situar-la: li trobarien algun xicot de posició assegurada; la faria feliç.
You don't know what it is to stay a whole day with your head in your hands trying to squeeze your unfortunate brain so as to find a word.
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 whist...
Two men appeared. One came from the Bastille, the other from the Jardin des Plantes. The taller of the two, in a linen costume, walked with his hat pushed back, waistcoat undone and cravat in han...
You must - do you hear me, young man? - you must work more than you are doing!
Phantasmagoria
Human speech is like a cracked tin kettle, on which we hammer out tunes to make bears dance when we long to move the stars.
You forget everything. The hours slip by. You travel in your chair through centuries you seem seem to see before you, your thoughts are caught up in the story, dallying with the details or following t...
What he then saw was like an apparition. She was seated in the middle of a bench all alone, or, at any rate, he could see no one, dazzled as he was by her eyes.