Saadete rast gelinir bir gün, diye tekrarladı; ansızın, tam ümitsizliğe düşüldüğü bir günde. O zaman ufuklar aralanır, sanki, İşte o! diyen bir sestir bu. O kimseye içinizi dökmek, her şeyinizi vermek...
She would have liked not to be alive, or to be always asleep.
So far as Emma was concerned she did not ask herself whether she was in love. Love, she thought, was something that must come suddenly, with a great display of thunder and lightning, descending on one...
Some details escaped her, but the regret remained with her.
The most exaggerated speeches usually hid the weakest of feelings - as though the fullness of the soul did not overflow into the emptiest phrases, since no one can ever express the exact measure of hi...
The next day was, for Emma, a dismal one. Everything seemed enveloped in a black atmosphere that hovered indistinctly over the exterior of things, and sorrow rushed into her soul, moaning softly like...
Then a faintness came over her; she recalled the Viscount who had waltzed with her at Vaubyessard, and his beard exhaled like this air an odour of vanilla and citron, and mechanically she half-closed...
There is a place they call La Pature, on the top of the hill, on the edge of the forest. Sometimes, on Sundays, I go and stay there with a book, watching the sunset.
Une autre soif lui était venue, celle des femmes, du luxe et de tout ce que comporte l’existence parisienne. Il se sentait quelque peu étourdi, comme un homme qui descend d’un vaisseau; et, dans l’hal...
We must not touch our idols; the gilt sticks to our fingers. They
What! said he. Do you not know that there are souls constantly tormented? They need by turns to dream and to act, the purest passions and the most turbulent joys, and thus they fling themselves into a...
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...
[...] e essa ideia de ter um filho homem era como a revanche de todas as suas impotências passadas. Um homem ao menos é livre; pode percorrer as paixões e os países, atravessar os obstáculos, ir atrás...
[H]e was soon to be head clerk; it was time to settle down. So he gave up his flute, exalted sentiments, and poetry; for every bourgeois in the flush of his youth, were it but for a day, a moment, has...
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.
Sorrow rushed into her soul, moaning softly like the winter wind in abandoned manor houses.
You must - do you hear me, young man? - you must work more than you are doing!
لكم تمنت ان تفضي لأحد بهذه الخواطر جميعاً و لكن، كيف السبيل إلى الافصاح عن ذلك الصيق الذي يتعذر التعبير عنه و الذي تتبدل صوره كالسحاب ، و يعصف بنفسها كالرياح!
One must always hope when one is desperate, and doubt when one hopes.
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.
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