By dint of railing at idiots, one runs the risk of becoming an idiot oneself.
But the more Emma recognised her love, the more she crushed it down, that it might not be evident, that she might make it less. What restrained her was, no doubt, idleness and fear, and a sense of sha...
But that happiness, no doubt, was a lie invented for the despair of all desire. She now knew the smallness of the passions that art exaggerated.
But for the man who watches the leaves trembling in the wind’s breath, the rivers meandering through the meadows, life twisting and turning and swirling through things, men living, doing good and evil...
Birkaç yıldız kaydı birden, dev bir füzenin parabolüne benzer bir şeyler çizdi.
Besides, nothing was worth the trouble of seeking it; everything was a lie. Every smile hid a yawn of boredom, every joy a curse, all pleasure satiety, and the sweetest kisses left upon your lips only...
Before marriage she thought herself in love; but the happiness that should have followed this love not having come, she must, she thought, have been mistaken. And Emma tried to find out what one meant...
Ba am o religie, religia mea, sunt chiar mai religios decât ei toţi, cu maimuţărelile şi cu jongleriile lor! Tocmai că-l slăvesc pe Dumnezeu. Cred în Fiinţa supremă, într-un Creator, oricare ar fi el,...
Au fond de son âme, cependant, elle attendait un événement. Comme les matelots en détresse elle promenait sur la solitude de sa vie des yeux désespérés, cherchant au loin quelque voile blanche dans le...
Arribà a persuadir-se fàcilment que la passió de Charles no tenia res d'exorbitant. Les seves expansions havien esdevingut regulars;la besava a hores fixes.
Anyway, what was the use? Women's hearts were like those desks full of secret drawers that fit one inside another; you struggle with them, you break your fingernails, and at the bottom you find a with...
And on the endless dusty ribbon of the highway, on sunken roads vaulted over by branches, on paths between stands of grain that rose to his knees, the sun on his shoulders and the morning air in his n...
A boldogságot nem találjuk meg benne.-De hát megtaláljuk-e egyáltalán?-Meg. Egyszer csak találkozunk vele....-Egyszer csak találkozunk vele-ismételte meg Rodolphe-, egyszer, hirtelen, mikor már lemond...
Egypt) is a great place for contrasts: splendid things gleam in the dust.
Pupil
Lo que nos demuestra, de paso, que los sacerdotes han estado siempre sumidos en una ignorancia ignominiosa, en la que se esfuerzan por hundir con ellos a los pueblos.
For her, life was as cold as an attic with a window looking to the north, and ennui, like a spider, was silently spinning its shadowy web in every cranny of her heart.
Exaggerated speeches hiding mediocre affections must be discounted; as if the fullness of the soul did not sometimes overflow in the emptiest metaphors, since no one can ever give the precise measure...
As though the soul’s abundance does not sometimes spill over in the most decrepit metaphors, since no one can ever give the exact measure of their needs, their ideas, their afflictions, and since huma...
Through the forest he pursued the she-monster whose tail coiled over the dead leaves like a silver stream; and he came to a meadow where women, with the hindquarters of dragons, stood around a great f...