Theophile Gautier
- Country : France
- Profession : Poet, novelist, and critic
- DOB: 1811-08-30
Théophile Gautier (1811–1872), a French poet, novelist, and critic, epitomized the Romantic era. Born in Tarbes, he moved to Paris, becoming a key figure in the bohemian literary scene. His poetic style and vivid imagery are evident in works like “Emaux et Camées.” As a fervent defender of art for art’s sake, he championed aestheticism. Gautier’s novel “Mademoiselle de Maupin” and theatrical works showcase his diverse talent. An influential critic, he contributed to “La Presse” and supported fellow artists, notably Edgar Allan Poe. Gautier’s impact on French literature endures, his legacy celebrated for its artistic dedication and avant-garde spirit.
I’d personally like to see the Human Rights Act go because I think we have had some problems with it
Author: Theophile GautierI’m sick and tired of government ministers in this Labour government who simply blame other people when things go wrong
Author: Theophile GautierWhite men should exhibit the same insensibility to moral tortures that red men do to physical torments.
Author: Theophile GautierIt is a difficult matter to gain the affection of a cat. He is a philosophical, methodical animal, tenacious of his own habits, fond of order and neatness, and disinclined to extravagant sentiment. He will be your friend, if he finds you worthy of friendship, but not your slave
Author: Theophile GautierYou do not become a critic until it has been completely established to your own satisfaction that you cannot be a poet
Author: Theophile GautierThe word poet literally means maker: anything which is not well made doesn’t exist
Author: Theophile GautierGood heavens! what a foolish thing is this pretended perfectibility of the human race which is continually being dinned into our ears
Author: Theophile GautierWhat well-bred woman would refuse her heart to a man who had just saved her life? Not one; and gratitude is a short cut which speedily leads to love
Author: Theophile GautierThe years I have squandered in puerile excitement, in going hither and thither, in seeking to force nature and time, I ought to have spent in solitude and meditation, in endeavoring to make myself worthy of being loved
Author: Theophile GautierSometimes he sits at your feet looking into your face with an expression so gentle and caressing that the depth of his gaze startles you
Author: Theophile GautierSometimes he will sit on the carpet in front of you, looking at you with eyes so melting, so caressing and so human, that they almost frighten you, for it is impossible to believe that a soul is not there
Author: Theophile GautierYes I have loved, as no one on earth ever loved, with an insensate and furious love, so violent that I wonder it did not break my heart
Author: Theophile GautierYes, the work comes out more beautiful from a material that resists the process, verse, marble, onyx, or enamel
Author: Theophile GautierThose horses must have been Spanish jennets, born of mares mated with a zephyr; for they went as swiftly as the wind, and the moon, which had risen at our departure to give us light, rolled through the sky like a wheel detached from its carriage
Author: Theophile GautierThe arts teach and moralise by their beauty alone, not by translating a philosophical or social formula. For the truly artistic person, painting has itself as it’s purpose, which is quite enough
Author: Theophile GautierTo extract beauty from one’s own milieu is one of the most difficult tasks of art
Author: Theophile GautierThe cat makes himself the companion of your hours of solitude, melancholy and toilc
Author: Theophile GautierOur busy age does not always have time to read, but it always has time to look
Author: Theophile GautierArt is beauty, the perpetual invention of detail, the choice of words, the exquisite care of execution
Author: Theophile GautierLiterature has nothing to do with usefulness; the most useful place in any house is the toilet
Author: Theophile GautierFortune loves to give bedroom slippers to people with wooden legs, and gloves to those with no hands
Author: Theophile GautierIt may well be that the pictures of Courbet, Manet, Monet and their like contain beauties which escape the notice of such old romantic heads as ours, already streaked with silver threads
Author: Theophile GautierOnly Only that which serves no end is beautiful; everything useful is ugly
Author: Theophile GautierThere is nothing truly beautiful but that which can never be of any use whatsoever; everything useful is ugly, for it is the expression of some need, and man’s needs are ignoble and disgusting like his own poor and infirm nature. The most useful place in a house is the water-closet
Author: Theophile Gautier