Do not read, as children do, to amuse yourself, or like the ambitious, for the purpose of instruction. No, read in order to live.
There comes a point at which you stop writing and think all the more
The smooth folds of her dress concealed a tumultuous heart, and her modest lips told nothing of her torment. She was in love.
She no longer existed.
Je ne suis pas plus moderne qu'ancien, pas plus Français que Chinois, et l'idée de la patrie c'est-à-dire l'obligation où l'on est de vivre sur un coin de terre marqué en rouge ou en bleu sur la carte...
Hadden zij elkaar niets anders te zeggen? Hun blikken spraken toch een veel ernstiger taal; en terwijl zij zochten naar alledaagse zinsneden, voelden beiden hoe eenzelfde verlangen zich van hen meeste...
But vilifying those we love always detaches us from them a little. We should not touch our idols: their gilding will remain on our hands.
Alas! It seems to me that when one is as good as this at dissecting children who are to born, one can’t stiffen up enough to create them.
When will someone write from the point of view of a joke, that is to say theway God sees events from above?
Stupidity lies in wanting to draw conclusions.
All one's inventions are true, you can be sure of that. Poetry is as exact a science as geometry.
Znaš li da je mladi školski naraštaj silno glup ? Nekada je imao više pameti; zabavljao se ženama, mačevanjem, orgijama; sad se doteruje po Bajronu, sanja o očaju i do mile volje okiva sebi srce ... U...
Van zee hield zij alleen vanwege de stormen, en van gras uitsluitend als het schaars opschoot tussen de ruïnes.
The sight of so many ruins destroys any desire to build shanties; all this ancient dust makes one indifferent to fame.
It’s hard to communicate anything exactly and that’s why perfect relationships between people are difficult to find.
Indeed, for the last three years, he had carefully avoided her, as a result of the natural cowardice so characteristic of the stronger sex...
If there is on earth, and among all these things of nothing, a belief worthy of adoration, if there is anything holy, pure and sublime, anything answering that immoderate desire for the infinite and t...
Er waren bepaalde streken op aarde, meende zij, waar het geluk tot bloei komt, als een plant die speciaal aan díé bodem is gehecht en nergens anders goed gedijt.
Emma was just like any other mistress; and the charm of novelty, falling down slowly like a dress, exposed only the eternal monotony of passion, always the same forms and the same language.
Cela rend modeste de voyager. On voit quelle petite place on occupe dans le monde.