By nature independent, gay, even exuberant, seductively responsive and given to those spontaneous sallies that sparkle in the conversation of certain daughters of Paris who seem to have inhaled since childhood the pungent breath of the boulevards laden with the nightly laughter of audiences leaving theaters, Madame de Burne's five years of bondage had nonetheless endowed her with a singular timidity which mingled oddly with her youthful mettle, a great fear of saying too much, of going to far, along with a fierce yearning for emancipation and a firm resolve never again to compromise her freedom.
Guy de MaupassantMots clés fear freedom emancipation paris independent single fierce
Charming, charming,' the lawyer said at intervals.
Guy de MaupassantMots clés tea
But he asked himself now if he would not be disobeying God. And does not God permit love, since He surrounds it with such visible splendor?
Guy de Maupassant‟Whatever we may do or attempt, despite the embrace and transports of love, the hunger of the lips, we are always alone. I have dragged you out into the night in the vain hope of a moment's escape from the horrible solitude which overpowers me. But what is the use! I speak and you answer me, and still each of us is alone; side by side but alone.‟
Guy de MaupassantThe great artists are those who impose their personal vision upon humanity.
Guy de MaupassantMots clés artist
Life is a slope. As long as you're going up you're always looking towards the top and you feel happy, but when you reach it, suddenly you can see the road going downhill and death at the end of it all. It's slow going up and quick going down.
Guy de MaupassantI hope you realize that you really hit it off with the ladies? You must cultivate that. It could take you far.
Guy de MaupassantIn fact living is dying.
Guy de MaupassantThe only certainty is death.
Guy de MaupassantMots clés death
There are some delightful places in this world which have a sensual charm for the eyes. One loves them with a physical love. We people who are attracted by the countryside cherish fond memories of certain springs, certain woods, certain ponds, certain hills, which have become familiar sights and can touch our hearts like happy events.
Sometimes indeed the memory goes back towards a forest glade, or a spot on a river bank or an orchard in blossom, glimpsed only once on a happy day, but preserved in our heart.
Mots clés happiness nature memory
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