Quotes from Gustave Flaubert

Com certa gent que ja no pot suportar més una determinada dosi de música, s'ensopia ple d'indiferència davant l'enrenou d'un amor del qual ja no distingia les delicadeses.

Su corazón, como la gente que no puede soportar más que una cierta dosis de música, se adormecía de indiferencia en el estrépito de un amor cuyas delicadezas ya no distinguía.

Léon was weary of loving without any outcome; and he began to feel that extreme depression which the repetition of the same way of living induces in you, when no interests shape it and no hope sustains it. He was so bored of Yonville and of the Yonvillais, that the sight of certain people, of certain houses, irritated him beyond endurance; and the pharmacist, easy fellow though he was, had become completely insufferable to him.

This man could teach you nothing; he knew nothing, he wished for nothing. He took it for granted that she was content; and she resented his settled calm, his serene dullness, the very happiness she herself brought to him.

But shouldn't a man know everything, excel at a host of different activities, initiate you into the intensities of passion, the refinements of life, all its mysteries? Yet this man taught her nothing, knew nothing, wished for nothing. He thought she was happy; and she resented him for that settled calm, that ponderous serenity, that very happiness which she herself brought him.

Il tomba par terre. Il était mort. Trente-six heures après, sur la demande

It was during the summer of 1845, in the garden, under the arbour, Pécuchet, with his feet up on a small seat, was reading aloud in his booming voice, tirelessly, only stopping to dip his fingers into his snuff-box. Bouvard was listening to him, pipe in mouth, legs apart, the top of his trousers undone.

Poor thing! She had loved him, after all.

Jao onome tko nije poželio srdžbe iz tragedija, tko ne zna napamet ljubavne strofe da ih ponavlja na mjese?ni! Lijepo je živjeti tako u vje?itoj ljepoti, odijevati se poput kraljeva, gajiti strasti u njihovu najviše obliku, ljubiti ljubavlju koju je genij ovjekovje?io.

ca ÅŸi cum preaplinul sufletului nu s-ar rev?rsa câteodat? prin metaforele cele mai g?unoase, fiindc? nimeni, niciodat?, nu poate da m?sur? exact? a nevoilor, nici a concepÅ£iilor, nici a durerilor sale, iar cuvântul omenesc este ca un ceaun dogit în care batem ritmuri de ursari, când de fapt am râvni s? înduio??m stelele.

Birkaç y?ld?z kayd? birden, dev bir füzenin parabolüne benzer bir ÅŸeyler çizdi. ''Ä°ÅŸte bak dünyalar yok oluyor,'' dedi Bouvard. Gene Pecuchet ald? sözü:''Bir gün bizimki de tepetaklak olursa, y?ld?zlar?n yurttaÅŸlar? bizim ÅŸimdi heyecanland???m?zdan daha fazla heyecanlanmayacaklar. Böyle düÅŸünceler gururunu yerle bir ediyor insan?n.

Atlar?n? çift sürmeye gönderecek yerde üzerlerine bindiÄŸinden , Elma ÅŸarab?n satacak yerde kendini içtiÄŸinden, Kümesinin en besili hayvanlar?n? yediÄŸinden, Av çizmelerini domuzlar?n?n içya??yla yaÄŸlad???ndan bütün ticareti olduÄŸu yerde b?rak?vermenin daha iyi olaca??n? anlamakta gecikmedi.

But her own life was as cold as an attic with a north-facing window, and boredom, that silent spider, was spinning its web in the darkness in every corner of

So that was all love was! That was all a woman was! Good Lord, why do we still hunger even when we are sated? Why so many aspirations and so many disappointments? Why is man's heart so big and life so small? There are days when even the love of the angels would not suffice it, and in a single hour it grows weary of all the caresses of earth.

A man, at any rate, is free. He can explore the passions and the continents, can surmount obstacles, reach out to the most distant joys. Whereas a woman is constantly thwarted. At once inert and pliant, she has to contend with both physical weakness and legal subordination. Her will is like the veil on her bonnet, fastened by a single string and quivering at every breeze that blows. Always there is a desire that impels and a convention that restrains.

Ellos, los escritores, eran pródigos como reyes y estaban llenos de ideales ambiciosos y fantásticos delirios. Era una existencia entre el cielo y la tierra, metida en las tormentas, algo sublime

el amor debía llegar de repente, con grandes resplandores y fulguraciones — huracán de los cielos que cae sobre la vida, la trastorna, arranca las voluntades como hojas y arrastra hacia el abismo el corazón entero.

Bouvard thought: 'Ah, progress, what a farce!' He added: 'And politics, what a filthy mess!' 

Il fait une clientèle d'enfer ; l'autorité le ménage et l'opinion publique le protège. Il vient de recevoir la croix d'honneur.

Love, she thought, must come suddenly, with great outbursts and lightnings—a hurricane of the skies, which falls upon life, revolutionises it, roots up the will like a leaf

tolérance est le plus sûr moyen d'attirer les âmes à la religion.

Mais elle, sa vie était froide comme un grenier dont la lucarne est au nord, et l'ennui, araignée silencieuse, filait sa toile dans l'ombre à tous les coins de son cÅ"ur.

Bouvard and Pécuchet put forward their abominable paradoxes on other occasions. They cast doubt on the honesty of men, the chastity of women, the intelligence of the government, the good sense of the people, in a word undermined the basic principles.

Clarinette. En jouer rend aveugle. Ex. : Tous les aveugles jouent de la clarinette.