Jules Renard, aka Pierre-Jules Renard

Jules
Renard, aka Pierre-Jules Renard
1864
1910

French Novelist, Playwright

Author Quotes

Everything is beautiful.ÿWe must speak of a pig as a flower.

In the most complete friendship there is always a little empty space, like the space in an egg.

Socialism must come down from the brain and reach the heart.

There are moments when everything goes well, but don't be frightened.

You must love nature and men despite the mud.

Everything you want is out there waiting for you to ask. Everything you want also wants you. But you have to take action to get it.

It astounds us to come upon other egoists, as though we alone had the right to be selfish, and to be filled with eagerness to live.

Some people are so boring that they make you waste an entire day in five minutes.

There are moments when everything goes well; don't be frightened, it won't last

A beautiful line of verse has twelve feet, and two wings.

Haughty, silent faces should not deceive us: these are the timid ones.

It doesn't pay to say too much when you are mad enough to choke. For the word that stings the deepest is the word that is never spoke, Let the other fellow wrangle till the storm has blown away, then he'll do a heap of thinking about the things you didn't say.

Talent is a matter of quantity. Talent does not write on page, it writes three hundred.

To have a horror of the bourgeois is bourgeois

A cold in the head causes less suffering than an idea.

He walked noisily, like a fish.

It is easy for a somebody to be modest, but it is difficult to be modest when one is a nobody

The bourgeois are other people.

To live every day with the same people, keep them with the attitude that if we would only see them every three months.

A sweeper is proud to talk with the driver of a car master.

He would feed the words in the palm of his hand.

It is when we are faced with death that we turn most bookish.

The caret is the swallow of writing.

Truth makes many appeals, not the least of which is its power to shock.

A word so pretty as we would like with cheeks to kiss.

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First Name
Jules
Last Name
Renard, aka Pierre-Jules Renard
Birth Date
1864
Death Date
1910
Bio

French Novelist, Playwright