One day, I shall explode like an artillery shell and all my bits will be found on the writing table.
Gustave FlaubertThere was an air of indifference about them, a calm produced by the gratification of every passion; and through their manners were suave, one could sense beneath them that special brutality which comes from the habit of breaking down half-hearted resistances that keep one fit and tickle oneโs vanityโthe handling of blooded horses, the pursuit of loose women.
Gustave FlaubertBut the most wretched thing, is it not-is to drag out, as I do, a useless existence. If our pains were only of some use to someone, we should find consolation in the thought of the sacrifice.
Gustave FlaubertIced champagne was served, and the feel of the cold wine in her mouth gave Emma a shiver that ran over her from head to toe.
Gustave Flaubert