Do we choose who we love?
Don’t you ever get tired of believing, Madame? Don’t you ever want proof? Madame Manec rests a hand on Marie-Laure’s forehead. The thick hand that first reminded her of a gardener’s or a geologist’s....
Don’t you ever get tired of believing? Don’t you ever want proof?You must never stop believing. That’s the most important thing.
Dreaming of his future, he no longer heard all the things she did not say.
Ele a fez o brilhante centro da vida dele; ele a fez sentir como se cada passo que ela dava fosse importante.
Even the heart, which in higher animals, when agitated, pulsates with increased energy, in the snail under similar excitement, throbs with a slower motion.
Every morning he ties his shoes, packs newspaper inside his coat as insulation against the cold, and begins interrogating the world.
Every outcome has its cause, and every predicament has its solution. Every lock its key.
Everybody has misplaced someone,
Everyone trapped in their roles.
Firelit rooms lined with books - these are the places in which important things happen.
Fog on the sea, fog in the streets, fog in the mind.
For a split second, the space around Werner tears in half, as though the last molecules of oxygen have been ripped out of it. Then shards of stone and wood and metal streak past, ringing against his h...
Frau Elena paces the parlor, her slippers whispering left, whispering right. Coal cars grind past in the wet dark. Machinery hums in the distance: pistons throbbing, belts turning. Smoothly. Madly.
Harold Bazin loves to talk
He knows the transmitter must be high in the house. Close to the shelling. He says, I saved her only to hear her die.
How do you ever know for certain that you are doing the right thing? There is pride, too, though—pride that he has done it alone. That his daughter is so curious, so resilient. There is the humility o...
How do you ever know for certain that you are doing the right thing? There
In her memory, Marie-Laure hears the two policemen: People have been arrested for less. And Madame Manec: Don’t you want to be alive before you die?
In the candlelight, she looks of another world, her face all freckles, and in the center of the freckles those two eyes hang unmoving like the egg cases of spiders. They do not track him, but they do...
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