How she listened, the first time, to the sonorous lamentations of romantic melancholia echoing out across heaven and earth! If her childhood had been spent in the dark back-room of a shop in some town...
His wife had been wild about him at first; she had treated him with an amorous servility that had turned him against her all the more. Vivacious, effusive, and very loving in the early days, over the...
He had that incongruity of common and elegant in which the habitually vulgar think they see the revelation of an eccentric existence, of the perturbations of sentiment, the tyrannies of art, and alway...
Had they nothing else to say to one another? More serious communications were, to be sure, passing between their eyes. As they tried to make conversation, they felt the same languor stealing over them...
Frederick expected that he would have felt spasms of joy; but the passions grow pale when we find ourselves in an altered situation; and, as he no longer saw Madame Arnoux in the environment wherein h...
En plongeant dans la personnalité des autres, il oublia la sienne, ce qui est la seule manière peut-être de n'en pas souffrir.
Ella sólo pedía apoyarse en algo más sólido que el amor.
El camp semblava un enorme mantell desplegat amb un collaret de vellut verd enribetat amb un galó d'argent.
Comment était ce Paris? Quel nom démesuré! Elle se le répétait à demi-voix, pour se faire plaisir; il sonnait à ses oreilles comme un bourdon de cathédrale, il flamboyait à ses yeux jusque sur l’étiqu...
Ce qu'il ne comprenait pas, c'était tout ce trouble dans une chose aussi simple que l'amour.
But the flames did die down, perhaps from lack, perhaps from excess of fuel. Little by little, love was quenched by absence, and longing smothered by routine; and that fiery glow which tinged her pale...
As there was no rational foundation for Frederick’s complaints, and as he could not give evidence of any real misfortune, Martinon was unable to understand his lamentations about existence. As for him...
And he beholds the moon; like a rounded fragment of ice filled with motionless light.
Alors, sûr d'être aimé, il ne se gêna pas pas, et insensiblement ses façons changèrent.Il n'avait plus, comme autrefois, de ces mots si doux qui la faisaient pleurer, ni de ces véhémentes careses qui...
Ali je čovječje srce neiscrpljivo što se tiče patnje; ispunjaju ga samo jedna ili dvije sreće, a sve se bijede čovječanstva mogu u njemu sastati i živjeti kao kod kuće.
Ah, ancora disse Rodolphe. Sempre i doveri; sono stufo di quelle parole. Eccoli lì: un mucchio di vecchi buoni a nulla, rinvoltati nella flanella, e di bigotte con lo scaldino e il rosario, che ci can...
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!
Ženska srca su kao one male komode sa tajnim skrovištima, prepune fioka koje se uvlace jedne u druge; uzalud se čovek muči, polomi nokte, da bi na kraju, negde na dnu, pronašao neki sparušeni cvet, pr...
Sorrow rushed into her soul, moaning softly like the winter wind in abandoned manor houses.
Nezaketine, fakirler de insaniyetine hayran oluyordu. Fakat onun içini hırs, öfke ve kin kemiriyordu. O düz kırmalı fistanın altında huzurunu kaybetmiş bir kalp gizliydi; o pek afif dudakları, gönlün...