Andre Gide
Andre Gide
André Paul Guillaume Gidewas a French author and winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1947 "for his comprehensive and artistically significant writings, in which human problems and conditions have been presented with a fearless love of truth and keen psychological insight". Gide's career ranged from its beginnings in the symbolist movement, to the advent of anticolonialism between the two World Wars...
NationalityFrench
ProfessionAutobiographer
Date of Birth22 November 1869
CountryFrance
When everything belongs to everyone, nobody will take care of anything.
Man is extraordinarily clever in preventing himself from being happy; it would seem that the less able he is to endure misfortune the more apt he is to attach himself to it.
God lies ahead. I convince myself and constantly repeat to myself that: He depends on us. It is through us that God is achieved.
Most often it happens that one attributes to others only the feelings of which one is capable oneself.
If a young writer can refrain from writing, he shouldn’t hesitate to do so.
Are you then unable to recognize unless it has the same sound as yours?
Drunkenness is never anything but a substitute for happiness.
The great artist is one whom constraint exalts, for whom the obstacle is a springboard.
The novelist does not long to see the lion eat grass. He realizes that one and the same God created the wolf and the lamb, then smiled, “seeing that his work was good.”
It would be wisest not to worry too much about the sterile periods. They ventilate the subject and instill into it the reality of daily life.
Sadness is a state of sin.
Through fear of resembling one another, through horror of having to submit, through uncertainty as well, through skepticism and complexity, there is a multitude of individual little beliefs for the triumph of strange little individuals.
An experience teaches only the good observer; but far from seeking a lesson in it, everyone looks for an argument in experience, and everyone interprets the conclusion in his own way.
To win ones joy through struggle is better than to yield to melancholy.