Gustave Flaubert Quotes
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I love my work with a frenetic and perverse love, as an ascetic loves the hair shirt which scratches his belly.
Gustave Flaubert
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Author Details:
Type:
Novelist Quotes
Category:
French Novelist Quotes
Date of Birth:
December 12, 1821
Date of Death:
May 8, 1880
Nationality:
French
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Select Gustave Flaubert Quotations:
Read much, but not many books.
Gustave Flaubert
A friend who dies, it's something of you who dies.
Gustave Flaubert
One can be the master of what one does, but never of what one feels.
Gustave Flaubert
Anything becomes interesting if you look at it long enough.
Gustave Flaubert
The faster the word sticks to the thought, the more beautiful is the effect.
Gustave Flaubert
I love good sense above all, perhaps because I have none.
Gustave Flaubert
What is the beautiful, if not the impossible.
Gustave Flaubert
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Quote Keywords:

Ascetic,
Belly,
Frenetic,
Hair,
His,
Love,
Loves,
Perverse,
Scratches,
Shirt,
Which,
Work
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Ascetic,
Belly,
Hair,
His,
Love,
Perverse,
Shirt,
Which,
Work
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All Gustave Flaubert Quotations:
A friend who dies, it's something...
A memory is a beautiful thing...
A superhuman will is needed in...
All one's inventions are true, you...
Anything becomes interesting if you look...
Art requires neither complaisance nor politeness; nothing...
Artists who seek perfection in everything...
As a rule we disbelieve all...
Be regular and orderly in your...
But the disparaging of those we...
Caught up in life, you see...
Do not read, as children do...
Everything one invents is true, you...
Exuberance is better than taste.
Happiness is a monstrosity! Punished are...
Here is true immorality: ignorance and...
Human speech is like a cracked...
I am a man-pen. I...
I believe that if one always...
I hate that which we have...
I have come to have the...
I have the handicap of being...
I love good sense above all...
I love my work with a...
It seems to me that I...
Judge the goodness of a book...
Language is a cracked kettle on...
Life must be a constant education...
Love is a springtime plant that...
Madame Bovary is myself.
Nothing is more humiliating than to...
Of all lies, art is the...
Of all possible debauches, traveling is...
Oh, if I had been loved...
One arrives at style only with...
One can be the master of...
One must always hope when one...
One mustn't always believe that feeling...
One mustn't ask apple trees for...
One mustn't look at the abyss...
One never tires of what is...
Our ignorance of history causes us...
Poetry is as precise a thing...
Read much, but not many books.
Reality does not conform to the...
Stupidity is something unshakable; nothing attacks it...
Style is as much under the...
Success is a consequence and must...
The art of writing is the...
The artist must be in his...
The author, in his work, must...
The better a work is, the...
The cult of art gives pride...
The deplorable mania of doubt exhausts...
The faster the word sticks to...
The future is the worst thing...
The heart, like the stomach, wants...
The more humanity advances, the more...
The most glorious moments in your...
The only way to avoid being...
The true poet for me is...
The whole dream of democracy is...
There are neither good nor bad...
There is no truth. There is...
To be stupid, selfish, and have...
What an elder sees sitting; the...
What is the beautiful, if not...
Woman is a vulgar animal from...
Writing is a dog's life, but...
You can calculate the worth of...
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