I invite all brats to throw their cookies at the baker's head if they're not sweet, winos to chuck their wine if it's bad, the dying to shuck their souls when they croak, and men to throw their existence in God's face when it's bitter
Gustave FlaubertAnd the more he was irritated by her basic personality, the more he was drawn to her by a harsh, bestial sensuality, illusions of a moment, which ended in hate.
Gustave FlaubertTout ce qu'on invente est vrai, soi-en sure. La poesie est une chose aussi precise que la geometrie.
Gustave Flaubert