“After the pain of this disappointment her heart once more stood empty, and the succession of identical days began again.”

— Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary

Source: Madame Bovary

Last update June 3, 2021. History

Help us to complete the source, original and additional information

Do you have more details about the quote "After the pain of this disappointment her heart once more stood empty, and the succession of identical days began again." by Gustave Flaubert?

Gustave Flaubert photo

Gustave Flaubert98

French writer (1821–1880) 1821–1880

Related quotes

“The future rose up ahead of her, a succession of empty days, each more daunting and unknowable than the one before her.”

David Nicholls book One Day

Source: One Day

“She tried to cry out: 'Will you, cruel man,
leave me alone here?' Pain choked off her cry,
and in her heart the plaintive words began
to echo in a yet more bitter sigh.”

Torquato Tasso (1544–1595) Italian poet

Volea gridar: dove, o crudel, me sola
Lasci? ma il varco al suon chiuse il dolore:
Sicchè tornò la flebile parola
Più amara indietro a rimbombar sul core.
Canto XVI, stanza 36 (tr. Wickert)
Gerusalemme Liberata (1581)

“And, even yet, I dare not let it languish,
Dare not indulge in memory’s rapturous pain;
Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish,
How could I seek the empty world again?”

Emily Brontë book Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell

Source: Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell

“And now once again I asked myself the question: do I love her? And once more I could not answer, that is to say, again, for the hundreth time, I answered that I hated her.”

Fyodor Dostoyevsky book The Gambler

The Gambler (1866)

“Of the Earth, of the Mother, my heart with her heart in accord:
As I lie mid the cool green tresses that mantle her breast
I begin with the grass once again to be bound to the Lord.”

George William Russell (1867–1935) Irish writer, editor, critic, poet, and artistic painter

The Nuts of Knowledge (1903)

“How she still thought of Max every day and it was like someone had emptied her lungs of air, and she would catch at her heart, afraid she was dying.”

Cassandra Clare The City of Lost Souls

Source: City of Lost Souls

“She wanted to be herself again, to recover all that she had been obliged to give up in half a century of servitude that had doubtless made her happy but which, once her husband was dead, did not leave her even the vestiges of her identity.”

Gabriel García Márquez book Love in the Time of Cholera

Source: Love in the Time of Cholera

“Into a land
Storm-wrought, a place of quakes, all thunder-scarred,
Helpless, degraded, desolate,
Peace, the White Angel, comes.
Her eyes are as a mother's. Her good hands
Are comforting, and helping; and her voice
Falls on the heart, as, after Winter, Spring
Falls on the World, and there is no more pain.”

William Ernest Henley (1849–1903) English poet, critic and editor

Epilogue
Hawthorn and Lavender (1901)

“As under cover of departing Day
Slunk hunger-stricken Ramazan away,
Once more within the Potter's house alone
I stood, surrounded by the Shapes of Clay.”

Omar Khayyám (1048–1131) Persian poet, philosopher, mathematician, and astronomer

Source: The Rubaiyat (1120)

“She had her freedom, and it was empty. The moment was not the highest of her life, but the lowest and most desolate, which was altogether excellent, for instead of slipping downward she began to climb.”

Sinclair Lewis book Main Street

Main Street (1920)

Related topics