Gustave Flaubert Men Quotations

Woman is a vulgar animal from whom man has created an excessively beautiful ideal.

I am a man-pen. I feel through the pen, because of the pen.

A superhuman will is needed in order to write, and I am only a man.

You can calculate the worth of a man by the number of his enemies, and the importance of a work of art by the harm that is spoken of it.

I tried to discover, in the rumor of forests and waves, words that other men could not hear, and I pricked up my ears to listen to the revelation of their harmony.

A thing derided is a thing dead; a laughing man is stronger than a suffering man.

I invite all brats to throw their cookies at the baker's head if they're not sweet, winos to chuck their wine if it's bad, the dying to shuck their souls when they croak, and men to throw their existence in God's face when it's bitter

For some men, the stronger their desire, the more difficult it is for them to act.

It is splendid to be a great writer, to put men into the frying pan of your words and make them pop like chestnuts.

There are some men whose only mission among others is to act as intermediaries; one crosses them like bridges and keeps going.

He had the vanity to believe men did not like him – while men simply did not know him.

By working one can bend fortune. She is fond of crafty men.

Ah! In fact there are two moralities ... The petty one, the conventional one, the one devised by men, that keeps changing and bellows so loudly, making a commotion down here among us, in a perfectly pedestrian way ... But the other one, the eternal one, is all around and above us, like a landscape that surrounds us and the blue sky that gives us light.

DOCTOR. Always preceded by 'The good'. Among men, in familiar conversation, 'Oh! balls, doctor!' Is a wizard when he enjoys your confidence, a jack-ass when you're no longer on terms. All are materialists: 'you can't probe for faith with a scalpel.'

That man has missed something who has never left a brothel at sunrise feeling like throwing himself into the river out of pure disgust.

A man is a critic when he cannot be an artist, in the same way that a man becomes an informer when he cannot be a soldier.

Writing this book I am like a man playing the piano with lead balls attached to his knuckles.