Quotes Tagged With :gustav

The smooth folds of her dress concealed a tumultuous heart, and her modest lips told nothing of her torment.....

It seems that the people of Oran are like that friend of Flaubert who, on the point of death, casting....

Ha! Good luck, lady!" Gustav laughed and tapped his thick index finger against his temple. "No one knows....

As for the piano, the faster her fingers flew over it, the more he marveled. She struck the keys with....

I have often noticed that we are inclined to endow our friends with the stability of type that literary....

One's duty is to feel what is great, cherish the beautiful, and not accept all the conventions of society....

I am an urchin, standing in the cold, elbowed aside by the glossy rich visitors in their fur coats and....

A work of art is never finished. It is merely abandoned.