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
How do you know when the fruit is ripe? - Simple: When it leaves the branch
The funny thing about love is that it must continually grow or it will diminish.
The greatest intelligence is precisely the one that suffers most from its own limitations
The itch is a mean, unconfessable, ridiculous malady ; one can pity someone who is suffering ; someone who wants to scratch himself makes one laugh
Only fools don't contradict themselves
The color of truth is gray.
Never have I been able to settle in life. Always seated askew, as if on the arm of a chair; ready to get up, to leave.
Never have I been able to settle in life. Always seated askew, as if on the arm of a chair; ready to get up, to leave.
The most beaten paths are certainly the surest, but do not hope to start much game on them.
I am lost if I attempt to take count of chronology. When I think over the past, I am like a person whose eyes cannot properly measure distances and is liable to think things extremely remote which on examination prove to be quite near.