God abandons only those who abandon themselves, and whoever has the courage to shut up his sorrow within his own heart is stronger to fight against it than he who complains.
George SandMots clés strength god sorrow complaining
I'm not full of virtues and noble qualities. I love, but I love strongly, exclusive, stedfasty.
George SandMots clés impromptu
J'ai un but, une tâche, disons le mot, une passion. Le métier d'écrire en est une violente et presque indestructible."
("I have an object, a task, let me say the word, a passion. The profession of writing is a violent and almost indestructible one.")
[Letter to Jules Boucoiran, 4 March 1831]
Mots clés writing writers passions tasks
Ce n'est pas la première fois que je remarque combien, en France particulièrement, les mots ont plus d’empire que les idées."
("It's not the first time I've noticed how much more power words have than ideas, particularly in France.")
Mots clés words power ideas influence argument rhetoric persuasion
La vie ressemble plus souvent à un roman qu'un roman ne ressemble à la vie."
("Life resembles a novel more often than novels resemble life.")
Mots clés life art fiction novels realism resemblance
Immodest creature, you do not want a woman who will accept your faults, you want the one who pretends you are faultless – one who will caress the hand that strikes her and kiss the lips that lie to her."
(Letter, 17 June 1837)
Mots clés gender men women inequality violence imperfections mysogyny faults submission
Le vrai est trop simple, il faut y arriver toujours par le compliqué."
("The truth is too simple: one must always get there by a complicated route.")
[Letter to Armand Barbès, 12 May 1867]
Mots clés truth simplicity complications detours
La beauté qui parle aux yeux, reprit-elle, n’est que le prestige d’un moment; l’œuil du corps n'est pas toujours celui de l'âme."
("The beauty that addresses itself to the eyes," she continued, "is only the spell of the moment; the eye of the body is not always that of the soul.")
[Le beau Laurence]
Mots clés perception beauty soul eyes permanence transience
[On Chopin's Preludes:]
"His genius was filled with the mysterious sounds of nature, but transformed into sublime equivalents in musical thought, and not through slavish imitation of the actual external sounds. His composition of that night was surely filled with raindrops, resounding clearly on the tiles of the Charterhouse, but it had been transformed in his imagination and in his song into tears falling upon his heart from the sky. ... The gift of Chopin is [the expression of] the deepest and fullest feelings and emotions that have ever existed. He made a single instrument speak a language of infinity. He could often sum up, in ten lines that a child could play, poems of a boundless exaltation, dramas of unequalled power.
Mots clés music genius magic gift composition chopin preludes
We have now all sorts of good reasons for accepting life, quite as good as those that had made us reject it the previous week.
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