He looked like all children; I did not care for him. He never had said a word that did not set an example, never had given an alms without adding a word of advice, never had extended his hand without appearing to bestow a benediction.
I implore you to do it. I tell you, she goes there every night when your sister has gone to bed. He had no indulgence except for nuns, whom their vows had rendered inoffensive; but he was stern with them, nevertheless, because he felt that at the bottom of their fettered and humble hearts the everlasting tenderness was burning brightly--that tenderness which was shown even to him, a priest.
Boitelle Introduction by Arthur Symons The first aim of art, no doubt, is the representation of things as they are. Then I learned to see that the best-known writers have hardly ever left us more than one such volume; and that needful above all else is the good fortune which leads us to hit upon and discern, amid the multifarious matter which offers itself for selection, the subject which will absorb all our faculties, all that is of worth in us, all our artistic powers.
He pounded up a bottle with a stone and put the powdered glass in a little ball of meat. And on a sudden this life, which he had endured till now, had become odious, intolerable.
My sweetheart was a young girl like other young girls who live in Paris on wages that are insufficient to keep them. He was ill at ease, oppressed, out of heart, as one is after hearing unpleasant tidings.
During the spring semester ofI taught a course at Williams College titled "War and Resistance: And he makes him so demean himself from one end of the volume to the other, that all his actions, all his movements shall be the expression of his inmost nature, of all his thoughts, and all his impulses or hesitancies.
They made my blood boil with rage, and I cried the whole day for shame. I cannot express what I suffered in those interminable hours that divide morning from night, right from morning. It was one of those hours of bewilderment and hallucination when a man is neither conscious of his actions nor able to guide his will.
I am not accustomed to that sort of thing. With the father's absence, Maupassant's mother became the most influential figure in the young boy's life. I had dined alone in my little dining- room and I went gently into the room where the little one was asleep.
They racked their brains for plausible lies to dissemble their riches, to pass themselves off as poor — very poor. De Maupassant possibly suggesting or highlighting the difficulties that can come with love. The four seasons corresponded perfectly to the needs of agriculture, and no suspicion had ever come to the priest of the fact that nature has no intentions; that, on the contrary, everything which exists must conform to the hard demands of seasons, climates and matter.
A terrible rage was taking possession of me, choking me, a rage that verged on madness. So he went away, for he wished to be alone to reflect. Boule De Suif For several days, straggling remnants of the routed army had passed through the town.
Roland did the honors eagerly to their visitor. She was not troubled by any of the shilly-shallyings of casuistry, her doctrine was like a bar of iron, her faith never wavered, her conscience knew no scruples. I — I, too, shall never marry. Full online text of The Confession by Guy de Maupassant.
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