A friend who dies, its something of you who dies. – Gustave Flaubert
The true poet for me is a priest. As soon as he dons the cassock, he must leave his family. – Gustave Flaubert
A friend who dies, its something of you who dies. – Gustave Flaubert
The true poet for me is a priest. As soon as he dons the cassock, he must leave his family. – Gustave Flaubert
Stupidity is something unshakable nothing attacks it without breaking itself against it it is of the nature of granite, hard and resistant. – Gustave Flaubert