Alfred de Musset Quotes | Quotes by Alfred de Musset
1The heart that once has been your shrine for other loves is too divine
2What a frightful weapon is human thought! It is our defense and our safeguard, the most precious gift that God has made us. It is ours and it obeys us; we may launch it forth into space, but, once outside of our feeble brains, it is gone; we can no longer control it.
3life is a deep sleep of which love is the dream
4With a kiss let us set out for an unknown world.
5Doubt, if you will, the being who loves you, Woman or dog, but never doubt love itself.
6I deeply wished I could make the stars all come down and breathe them; disappear in them
7Each memorable verse of a true poet has two or three times the written content.
8I see that you believe in love such as the poets and romancers have represented... The poets represent love as the sculptors design beauty, as the musicians create melody; that is to say, endowed with an exquisite nervous organization, they gather up with discerning ardor the purest elements of life, the most beautiful lines of matter, and the most harmonious voices of nature.... To try to find in real life such love as this, eternal and absolute, is the same thing as to seek on the public squares such a woman as Venus or to expect nightingales to sing the symphonies of Beethoven.
9The most despairing songs are the most beautiful, and I know some immortal ones that are pure tears.
10The life of a devotee is a crusade of which the heart is the Holy Land.
11Take love as a sober man takes wine; do not become a drunkard. If your mistress is sincere and faithful, love her for that; but if she is not, if she is merely young and beautiful, love her for that; if she is agreeable and spirituelle, love her for that; if she is none of these things but merely loves you, love her for that. Love does not come to us every day.
12The glass I drink from is not large, but at least it is my own.
13I can't help it, the idea of the infinite torments me.
14Great artists have no country.
15... but one loves, and when one is on the brink of death, one turns around to look backward, and one says to oneself: "I have often suffered, I have sometimes been wrong, but I have loved.
16Happiness may have but one night, as glory but one day.
17There is no worse sorrow than remembering happiness in the day of sorrow.
18The only true language in the world is a kiss.
19What I need is a woman who is something, anything: either very beautiful or very kind or in the last resort very wicked; very witty or very stupid, but something.
20[I]f you are truly a man, sure of yourself and confident of your strength, you may taste of life without fear and without reserve; you may be sad or joyous, deceived or respected; but be sure you are loved, for what matters the rest?
21How glorious it is - and also how painful - to be an exception.
22Reason may cure illusions, but not suffering.
23Taxes are a universal burden in moral as well as in civil life. There is not a pleasure, social or otherwise, which is not assessed by fate at its full value!
24Disgrace is the synonym of discovery.
25The mouth keeps silent to hear the heart speak.
26Life is a sleep, love is a dream; and you have lived if you have loved.
27Is is true that dictators never dream because they can change their smallest fantasies into realities if they want to?
28The most disagreeable thing that your worst enemy says to your face does not approach what your best friends say behind your back.
29Alas, everything that men say to one another is alike; the ideas they exchange are almost always the same, in their conversation. But inside all those isolated machines, what hidden recesses, what secret compartments! It is an entire world that each one carries within him, an unknown world that is born and dies in silence! What solitudes all these human bodies are!
30Nothing is a sin when you obey the orders of a priest
31If you are weak, dependent upon others, inclined to allow yourself to be dominated by opinion, to take root wherever you see a little soil, make for yourself a shield that will resist everything, for if you yield to your weaker nature you will not grow, you will dry up like a dead plant, and you will bear neither fruit nor flowers.
32Any cigar smoker is a friend, because I know how he feels.
33A happy memory is perhaps on this earth truer than happiness itself.
34Memory is what makes us young or old.
35Partake of love as a temperate man partakes of wine; do not become intoxicated.
36Man is a pupil, pain is his teacher.
37As all the perfumes of the vanished dayRise from the earth still moistened with the dewSo from my chastened soul beneath thy rayOld love is born anew.
38The soft contralto notes of a woman's voice are born in the immediate region of the heart.
39It is easy to promise, and alas! How easy to forget!
40If love is a play, this play, as old as the world, fiasco or not, it is, all in all, the least bad thing that has so far been found. The roles are trite, I admit, but if the play had no value the whole universe wouldn鈥檛 know it by heart
41I cannot help it - in spite of myself, infinity torments me.
42Experience is the name men give to their follies or their sorrows.
43I don't know where my road is going, but I know that I walk better when I hold your hand.
44I could not clearly distinguish what was passing in my head; it seemed to me that I was under the influence of a horrible dream and that I had but to awake to find myself cured; at times it seemed that my entire life had been a dream, ridiculous and childish, the falseness of which had just been disclosed.
45The blood of my motherland waters a magic plant that cures all ills. That plant is art, and sometimes art needs corruption as a kind of fertilizer
46One must not trifle with love
47Few persons enjoy real liberty; we are all slaves to ideas or habits.
48The return makes one love the farewell.
49Vanity and dignity are incompatible with each other; vain women are almost sure to be vulnerable.
50Things they don't understand always cause a sensation among the English.
51I have come too late into a world too old.
52The only truth is love beyond reason.
53The costliest women are the ones who cost nothing.
54Become corrupt, corrupt, and you will cease to suffer!" This has been the cry of all cities to man.
55The apartments of the rich are cabinets of curiosities: a conglomeration of classical antiquity, gothic, renaissance; Louis XIII... Something from every century but our own, a predicament that has arisen in no other period... so that we seem to be subsisting on the ruins of the past, as if the end of the world were near.
56Look at the sun! It鈥檚 dry, it鈥檚 dead, it needs a drink, it wants blood! And I鈥檒l give it blood!
57Romanticism is the abuse of adjectives
58In love matters; keep your pen from paper.
59It was one of those somber evenings when the sighing of the wind resembles the moans of a dying man; a storm was brewing, and between the splashes of rain on the windows there was the silence of death. All nature suffers in such moments; the trees writhe in pain and twist their heads; the birds of the fields cower under the bushes; the streets of cities are deserted.
60Perfection does not exist; to understand it is the triumph of human intelligence; to expect to possess it is the most dangerous kind of madness.
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