Romain Rolland

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Biography

Awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1915 "as a tribute to the lofty idealism of his literary production and to the sympathy and love of truth with which he has described different types of human beings."

  • Primary profession
  • Writer
  • Country
  • France
  • Nationality
  • French
  • Gender
  • Male
  • Birth date
  • 29 January 1866
  • Place of birth
  • Clamecy· Nièvre
  • Death date
  • 1944-12-30
  • Death age
  • 78
  • Place of death
  • Vézelay
  • Cause of death
  • Natural causes
  • Spouses
  • Marie Romain Rolland
  • Education
  • Lycée Louis-le-Grand
  • Knows language
  • French language
  • Member of
  • Russian Academy of Sciences·Academy of Sciences of the Soviet Union
  • Parents

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Awards

Trivia

Was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1915.

Quotes

If a man is to shed the light of the sun upon other men, he must first of all have it within himself.

Discussion is impossible with someone who claims not to seek the truth, but already to possess it.

But perhaps there are in us forces other than mind and heart, other even than the senses - mysterious forces which take hold of us in the moments when the others are asleep; and perhaps it was such forces that Melchior had found in the depths of those pale eyes which had looked at him so timidly one evening when he had accosted the girl on the bank of the river, and had sat down beside her in the reeds - without knowing why - and had given her his hand.

The greatest book is not the one whose message engraves itself on the brain, as a telegraphic message engraves itself on the ticker-tape, but the one whose vital impact opens up other viewpoints, and from writer to reader spreads the fire that is fed by the various essences, until it becomes a vast conflagration leaping from forest to forest.

Islands of memory begin to rise above the river of his life. At first they are little uncharted islands, rocks just peeping above the surface of the waters. Round about them and behind in the twilight of the dawn stretches the great untroubled sheet of water; then new islands, touched to gold by the sun.

Everything is music for the born musician.

No one ever reads a book. He reads himself through books, either to discover or to control himself.

A hero is a man who does what he can.

A hero is a man who does what he can.

A hero is a man who does what he can.

A hero is a man who does what he can.

If there is one place on the face of earth where all the dreams of living men have found a home from the very earliest days when man began the dream of existence, it is India.

One makes mistakes that is life. But it is never a mistake to have loved. .

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