A good book is an event in my life.
One can acquire everything in solitude except character.
I love her beauty, but I fear her mind.
If you don't love me, it does not matter, anyway I can love for both of us
A novel is a mirror walking along a main road.
Our true passions are selfish.
Beauty is nothing other than the promise of happiness.
God's only excuse is that he does not exist
Pleasure is often spoiled by describing it.
All religions are founded on the fear of the many and the cleverness of the few.
A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.
There are as many styles of beauty as there are visions of happiness.
After moral poisoning, one requires physical remedies and a bottle of champagne.
Faith, I am no such fool; everyone for himself in this desert of selfishness which is called life.
Indeed, man has two different beings inside him. What devil thought of that malicious touch?
The idea which tyrants find most useful is the idea of God.
I am mad, I am going under, I must follow the advice of a friend, and pay no heed to myself.
Each man for himself in that desert of egoism which is called life.
Your career will be a painful one. I divine something in you which offends the vulgar.
But, if I sample this pleasure so prudently and circumspectly, it will no longer be a pleasure.
An English traveller relates how he lived upon intimate terms with a tiger; he had reared it and used to play with it, but always kept a loaded pistol on the table.
Politics in a literary work, is like a gun shot in the middle of a concert, something vulgar, and however, something which is impossible to ignore.
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The tyranny of public opinion (and what an opinion!) is as fatuous in the small towns of France as it is in the United States of America.
What is the use of a love that makes one yawn? One might as well take to religion.
The only way of touching a heart is to wound it
The pleasures of love are always in proportion to our fears.
Ce iubire mai e aceea care te face sa casti?
I think being condemned to death is the only real distinction," said Mathilde. "It is the only thing which cannot be bought.
The boredom of married life inevitable destroys love, when love has preceded marriage.
If you think of paying court to those in power, your eternal ruin is assured.
Beauty is the promise of happiness.
Exalted by a sentiment of which she was proud, and that overcame all her arrogance, she was reluctant to let a moment of her life go by without occupying it with some remarkable deed.
C'est la violente impression du laid sur une âme faite pour aimer ce qui est beau.
...one of the traits of genius is not to drag its thought through the rut worn by vulgar minds.
Am trăit îndeajuns ca să văd că deosebirea dă naştere la ură.
Love is like a fever which comes and goes quite independently of the will
Julien felt himself to be strong and resolute like a man who sees clearly into his own heart.
It was the destiny of Napoleon - would it one day be his?
Prestige! Sir, is it nothing? To be revered by fools, gaped at by children, envied by the rich and scorned by the wise.
A novel is like a bow, and the violin that produces the sound is the reader’s soul.
Could anything possibly be more humorous than believing in the depth or in the depravity of the Parisian character?
I will never demean myself to speak about my courage," said Julien, coldly, "it would be mean to do so. Let the world judge by the facts.
A girl of sixteen had a complexion like a rose, and she put on rouge.
To write a book is to risk being shot at in public.
It seemed to Julian that there was far too much hair in his wig.
The suspicion that a rival is loved is painful enough already, but to have the love that he inspires in her confessed to one in detail by the woman whom one adores is without doubt the acme of suffering.
Want of exercise was beginning to affect his health and to give him the weak and excitable character of a young German student.
They can only touch the heart by bruising it.
The first qualification for a historian is to have no ability to invent.
L'amore è come la febbre, nasce e si spegne senza che la volontà vi abbia la più piccola parte.
I cannot provide the reality of events, I can only convey their shadow.
An insane self-consciousness made him commit thousands of blunders.
Evo ti cijelog mog političkog života: volim glazbu i slikarstvo, a dobra je knjiga za mene doživljaj.
Kad netko vrši zločine, treba barem da ih vrši s užitkom; to je jedino dobro na njima i samo se time mogu donekle opravdati.
Your water does not refresh me, said the thirsty genie. Yet it is the coolest well in all the Diar Bekir.
Ljubav je kao groznica: rađa se i nestaje, a da čovjekova volja pri tome nema nikakvog udjela.
Love is a beautiful flower, but we must be brave enough to pick her up from the edge of a precipice.
