She was the amoureuse of all the novels, the heroine of all the plays, the vague โsheโ of all the poetry books.
Gustave FlaubertThe idea of bringing someone into the world fills me with horror. I would curse myself if I were a father. A son of mine! Oh no, no, no! May my entire flesh perish and may I transmit to no one the aggravations and the disgrace of existence.
Gustave FlaubertOne arrives at style only with atrocious effort, with fanatical and devoted stubbornness.
Gustave Flaubert