Nouvelles Lettres D'UN Voyageur

“And I refused to make any sacrifices; for nothing on earth seemed more valuable than my peace of mind, my pleasure and my acclaim.””

— George Sand

“I don't know why, but any thought of the future upsets me intolerably. So I had to turn and look back at certain aspects of the past, and only then did I recover my calm. I thought of our friendship and was overcome by guilt at having allowed so much bitterness to invade my wretched heart. I recalled the joys and sorrows we had shared. Both are so dear to me that I began to sob like a woman when I remembered them.””

— George Sand

“We have now all sorts of good reasons for accepting life, quite as good as those that had made us reject it the previous week.””

— George Sand

“Le parfum de l'âme, c'est le souvenir. C'est la partie la plus délicate, la plus suave du coeur, qui se détache pour embrasser un autre coeur et le suivre partout. L'affection d'un absent n'est plus qu'un parfum, mais qu'il est doux.””

— George Sand

“The contemplation of Mont Blanc's unchanging summits for three or four days last month, the sight of that eternal snow, immaculate, sublime in its whiteness and calm, was enough to restore to my soul a serenity it had not known for a long time.””

— George Sand

“L'art de voyager, c'est presque la science de la vie.””

— George Sand

“J'ai peine à croire qu'en perdant ceux qu'on aime on conserve son âme entière.””

— George Sand