Guy de Maupassant
playwright
| Date of Birth | : | 05 Aug, 1850 |
| Date of Death | : | 06 Jul, 1993 |
| Place of Birth | : | Château de Miromesnil, Tourville-sur-Arques, France |
| Profession | : | French Author And Playwright |
| Nationality | : | French |
Henri René Albert Guy de Maupassant French was a 19th-century French author, celebrated as a master of the short story, as well as a representative of the naturalist school, depicting human lives, destinies and social forces in disillusioned and often pessimistic terms.
Maupassant was a protégé of Gustave Flaubert and his stories are characterized by economy of style and efficient, seemingly effortless dénouements. Many are set during the Franco-Prussian War of the 1870s, describing the futility of war and the innocent civilians who, caught up in events beyond their control, are permanently changed by their experiences. He wrote 300 short stories, six novels, three travel books, and one volume of verse. His first published story, "Boule de Suif" ("The Dumpling", 1880), is often considered his most famous work.
Quotes
Total 20 Quotes
The essence of life is the smile of round female bottoms, under the shadow of cosmic boredom.
Of all the passions, the only one that seems respectable to me is the passion for food
Patriotism is a kind of religion; it is the egg from which wars are hatched.
Abstinence is the worst form of perversion.
Whether we are describing a king, an assassin, a thief, an honest man, a prostitute, a nun, a young girl, or a stallholder in a market, it is always ourselves that we are describing.
A lawful kiss is never worth as much as a stolen one.
Life is a slope. As long as you're going up you're always looking towards the top and you feel happy, but when you reach it, suddenly you can see the road going downhill and death at the end of it all. It's slow going up and quick going down.
Love is always love, come whence it may. A heart that beats at your approach, an eye that weeps when you go away are things so rare, so sweet, so precious that they must never be despised.
Everything is false, everything is possible, everything is doubtful.
We live always under the weight of the old and odious customs... of our barbarous ancestors.
