Guy De Maupassant Quotes

The only certainty is death.

Broad daylight does not encourage the apprehension of horror.

Legitimized love always despises its easygoing brother.

In fact living is dying.

The secret is not to betray your ignorance. Just maneuver, avoid the quicksands and obstacles, and the rest can be found in a dictionary.

The glasses were half full, which meant that the guests were completely so

I said, 'If other beings besides us exist on Earth, why didn't we meet them a long time ago?

Since governments take the right of death over their people, it is not astonishing if the people should sometimes take the right of death over governm

Any government has as much of a duty to avoid war as a ship's captain has to avoid a shipw

And involuntarily I compared the childish sarcasm, the religious sarcasm of Voltaire with the irresistible irony of the German philosopher whose influence is henceforth ineffaceable.

Is it not rather the touch of Love, of Love the Mysterious, who seeks constantly to unite two beings, who tries his strength the instant he has put a man and a woman face to face?

I entered literary life as a meteor, and I shall leave it like a thunder

Patriotism is a kind of religion it is the egg from which wars are hatched.

....and I gazed at these forms incomprehensible to me, but which revealed the immortal thoughts of the greatest shatterer of dreams who had ever dwelt on earth.

Get black on white.

Every ideal comes from us as do all the amenities of life, in order to make our existence as simple reproducers, for which divine Providence solely intended us, less monotonous and less hard.

Nature loves death: she will not punish it.

Yes, this is the only good thing in life: love! To hold a woman you love in your arms! That is the ultimate in human happiness.

It is the encounters with people that make life worth living.

What you love too violently finishes by killing you.

I had kissed her at odd times, in out of the way corners, in the manner of a mountain guide, nothing more.

He seemed to have established in his mind an affinity between the two great passions of his life – pale ale and revolution – and assuredly he could not taste the one without dreaming of the other.

There was an undoubted affinity in his mind between the two great passions of his life: revolution and good brew. The taste of one immediately brought to mind the other.

I have coveted everything and taken pleasure in nothing.

After all, life is never so jolly or so miserable as people seem to think.

Envy, bitter envy, was permeating his soul drop by drop, like a poison that tainted all his pleasures and made his life hateful.