Alfred de Musset
Alfred de Musset
Alfred Louis Charles de Musset-Pathaywas a French dramatist, poet, and novelist. Along with his poetry, he is known for writing the autobiographical novel La Confession d'un enfant du siècle...
NationalityFrench
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth11 December 1810
CountryFrance
kissing unknown-worlds world
With a kiss let us set out for an unknown world.
glasses originality drink
The glass I drink from is not large, but at least it is my own.
women blow wind
Take time as it comes, the wind as it blows, woman as she is.
cigar feels knows
Any cigar smoker is a friend, because I know how he feels.
hands walks knows
I don't know where my road is going, but I know that I walk better when I hold your hand.
too-late world late
I have come too late into a world too old.
love-is soul earth
As 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.
teacher pain men
Man is a pupil, pain is his teacher.
suffering may illusion
Reason may cure illusions, but not suffering.
letters matter paper
In love matters; keep your pen from paper.
cost
The costliest women are the ones who cost nothing.
flower heart eye
If 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. The sap of your life will dissipate into the formation of a useless bark; all your actions will be as colorless as the leaves of the willow; you will have no tears to water you, but those from your own eyes, to nourish you, no heart but your own.
wine thinking yield
Oh! my friend, when you feel bursting on your lips the vow of eternal love, do not be afraid to yield, but do not confound wine with intoxication; do not think the cup divine because the draft is of celestial flavor; do not be astonished to find it broken and empty in the evening.
promise forget easy
It is easy to promise, and alas! How easy to forget!