Nothing specific stood out against the vast background of the future that she thus evoked: the days were all of them splendid, and as alike as the waves of the sea; and the whole thing hovered on the horizon, infinite, harmonious, blue and sparkling in the sun.

Never had Madame Bovary been as beautiful as now. She had that indefinable beauty that comes from happiness, enthusiasm, success -- a beauty that is nothing mo…

But some day sooner or later our passion would have cooled -- inevitably -- it's the way with everything human.

He had had such things said to him so many times that none of them had any freshness for him. Emma was like all his other mistresses; and as the charm of novel…

I guess I kind of lived in a fairytale world... looking at everything through rose-colored glasses. I probably always will, to a certain extent.

The point of living, and of being an optimist, is to be foolish enough to believe the best is yet to come.

Next time... we will laugh more, we'll love more; we just won't be so afraid.