• She loved the sea for its storms alone, cared for vegetation only when it grew here and there among ruins. She had to extract a kind of personal advantage from things and she rejected as useless everything that promised no immediate gratification — for her temperament was more sentimental than artistic, and what she was looking for was emotions, not scenery.

    Gustave Flaubert (1993). “Madame Bovary: Patterns of Provincial Life”, Everyman's Library