Word has it . . . the stone is from Japan, it's very ancient, it belonged to a shogun in the eleventh century. - a taxidermist
Somewhere in the ruins above them, the cats are howling.
The sea does not belong to tyrants. - Captain Nemo
When can I go to the sea? - Marie-Laure LeBlanc
The Sea is everything. It covers seven tenths of the globe . . . The sea is only a receptacle for all the prodigious, super-natural things that exist inside it. It is only movement and love; it is the...
Lately the commandant speaks more and more intimately of the führer and the latest thing- prayers, petroleum, loyalty- that he requires. The führer requires trustworthiness, electricity, boot leather....
What i want to write about is the sea...It is my favorite thing, i think that i ever seen. Sometimes i catch myself staring at it and forget my duties. It seems big enough to contain everything anyone...
[...] he thinks [...] as though his love for his daughter will outstrip the limits of his body. The walls could fall away, even the whole city, and the brightness of that feeling would not wane.
He never cried, not even when his alarm went off. Swaddled in his Moses basket, wires trailing out the bottom, his monitor flashing green, green, green, his entire four-pound body motionless except hi...
Warner laces his boots and sings the songs and marches the marches, acting less out of duty than out of a time worn desire to be dutiful.
Here's what I mean by the miracle of language. When you're falling into a good book, exactly as you might fall into a dream, a little conduit opens, a passageway between a reader's heart and a writer'...
Hasta los mejores científicos sienten de vez en cuando la tentación de meterse algo en el bolsillo, algo pequeño y hermoso, o algo de mucho valor. Solo los más fuertes pueden sobreponerse a ese tipo d...
Sognò alberi che gelavano, che esplodevano nella notte; sognò lupi al galoppo lungo un crinale e labirinti in miniatura sotto la neve. Forse, pensò in seguito, erano in realtà i sogni degli insetti, c...
And to Marie Laure this is a double cruelty: that everything else keeps living, that the spinning earth does not pause for even an instant in its trip around the sun.
Even the poorest pit houses usually possess a state-sponsored Volkempfanger VE301, a mass-produced radio stamped with an eagle and a swastika, incapable of shortwave, marked only for German frequencie...
Winkler's breath plumed up onto his glasses. The entire valley was enveloped in a huge, illuminated stillness. Above him the clouds had pulled away and the sky burned with stars. The meadow smoldered...
She takes no notice of him; she seems to know nothing but the morning.
We are a volley of bullets, we are cannonballs. We are the tip of the sword.
Marie-Laure isi imagineaza undele electromagnetice intrand si iesind din aparatul lui Michel, arcuindu-se in jurul lor, asa cum descria Etienne, doar ca acum sunt de o mie de ori mai multe unde care s...
Ready? He sounds like her father when he was about to say something silly. In her memory, Marie-Laure hears the two policemen: People have been arrested for less. And Madame Manec: Don’t you want to b...
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