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I detest my fellow-beings and do not feel that I am their fellow at all |
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I go from exasperation to a state of collapse, then I recover and go from prostration to Fury, so that my average state is one of being annoyed |
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I maintain that ideas are events. It is more difficult to make them interesting, I know, but if you fail the style is at fault. |
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In the dark room a cloud of yellow dust flew from beneath the tool like a scatter of sparks from under the hooves of a galloping horse. The twin wheels turned and hummed. Binet was smiling, his chin down, his nostrils distended. He seemed lost in the kind of happiness which, as a rule, accompanies only those mediocre occupations that tickle the intelligence with easy difficulties, and satisfy it with a sense of achievement beyond which there is nothing left for dreams to feed on. |
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Judge the goodness of a book by the energy of the punches it has given you. . . I believe the greatest characteristic of genius, is, above all, force. |
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Language is a cracked kettle on which we beat out tunes for bears to dance to, while all the time we long to move the stars to pity. |
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Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings. |
Love |
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My kingdom is as wide as the universe and my wants have no limits. I go forward always, freeing spirits and weighing worlds, without fear, without compassion, without love, without God. I am called Science. |
Science |
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Nothing is more humiliating than to see idiots succeed in enterprises we have failed at |
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Of all the icy blasts that blow on love, a request for money is the most chilling and havoc wreaking |
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Our ignorance of history causes us to slander our own times. |
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Poetry is as exact a science as geometry |
Poetry |
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Print: to see one's name in print! - Some people commit a crime for no other reason |
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Reality does not conform to the ideal, but confirms it. |
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She (Madame Bovary) had that indefinable beauty that comes from happiness, enthusiasm, success - a beauty that is nothing more or less than a harmony of temperament and circumstances |
Beauty |
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Sometimes I think I'm liquefying like an old Camembert |
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Success is a result, not a goal |
Success |
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The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe. |
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The artist must be in his work as God is in creation, invisible and all-powerful; one must sense him everywhere but never see him. |
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