« The big man is like an eagle; more it rises, it is less visible, and he is punished by his greatness by the loneliness of the soul. »
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Stendhal
De l’Amour |
Stendhal
De l’Amour
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« A novel is like a bow, the violin that makes sounds, it is the soul of the reader. »
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Stendhal
Vie de Henry Brulard |
Stendhal
Vie de Henry Brulard
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« Why talk? Why connect with this snuffer all enthusiasm and all sensitivity: others? »
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Stendhal
Vie de Rossini |
Stendhal
Vie de Rossini
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