So you see, when eat comes to one's own village, one's own doorstep, it isn't tragic and impersonal any longer. It's just an excuse to vomit private hatred.
On the table there, polished now and plain, an ugly case would stand containing butterflies and moths, and another one with bird's eggs wrapped in cotton wool. Not all this junk in here, I would say,...
Nature had come into her own again, and, little by little, in her stealthy, insidious way, had encroached upon the drive with long, tenacious fingers.
Moonlight can play odd tricks upon the fancy, even upon a dreamer's fancy.
Men and women who have never lived make finer captives on the printed page, or if they have lived, and are historical, then the very knowledge that they belong to a past we have not known ourselves in...
Mary wondered how many years Aunt Patience had kept that knowledge to herself in an agony of silence. No one would ever know how greatly she had suffered. Wherever she should go in the future, the pai...
Looking from the window at the fantastic light and colour of my glittering fairy-world of fact that holds no tenderness, no quietude, I long suddenly for peace, for understanding.
Les images défilaient par centaines derrière mes yeux fermés, chose vues, choses sues et choses oubliées.
La cuestión es que la vida hay que soportarla y vivirla. Lo complicado es cómo vivirla.
Je me sentais vaguement épuisée et me demandai, un peu choquée de ma cruauté, pourquoi les personnes âgées étaient si exténuantes. Pires que les jeunes enfants [...] car il fallait se montrer poli.
I’ll not bide in Heaven, nor rest here in my grave. My spirit will linger with the ones I love—an’ when they’re sorrowful and feared in themselves, I’ll come to them; and God Himself won’t keep me.
It's funny, I thought, how the routine of life goes on, whatever happens; we do the same things, go through the little performance of eating, sleeping, washing. No crisis can break through the crust o...
It was disturbing, like an enchanted place. I had not thought it could be as beautiful as this
It seemed incredible to me now that I had never understood. I wondered how many people there were in the world who suffered, and continued to suffer, because they could not break out from their own we...
In fact, one of the first decrees passed, the day after the storming of the Tuileries, was an order giving every municipality throughout the country the right to arrest suspects on sight.
If there’s one thing that makes a man sick, it’s to have his ale poured out of an ugly hand.
If the flower of my generation had not been blown to bits in the war they would have brought it back again. Now it’s too late. So few of us are left. The bride at St. George’s
I'm rapidly coming to the conclusion that freedom is the only thing that matters to me at all. Also utter irresponsibility! Never to have to obey any laws or rules, only certain standards one sets for...
I would forget my own beating heart, my own trembling body, my own sense of inexpiable degradation. I got up and started to throw off my things. Then the door opened and Jake came into the cabin. I di...
I wondered straightaway how he could sit at peace there, of an evening, with the row of heads staring down at him. There were no pictures, no flowers: only the heads of chamois. The concession to melo...