We breathe love as we breathe air; we hold it in ourselves as we hold our thoughts. Nothing more exists for us.
Guy de MaupassantThe English have only three sauces - a white one, a brown one and a yellow one, and none of them have any flavor whatever.
Guy de MaupassantTo contest an author's right to create a poetic or realistic work is to want to force him to change his temperament, challenge his originality, refuse to allow him to use the eye and the intelligence nature has given him.
Guy de Maupassant