“ Often, beyond the next turning, footfalls of a herd galloping across stone were heard, or further in the distance, with reassuring grunts, a wild boar could be seen, trotting with steady stride along… Julien Gracq
“ ...a redoubtable alchemy was at work behind impenetrable veils as the forest prepared its nocturnal mysteries. Julien Gracq
“ Blood had long since ceased to beat from one end to the other, but one could sense, from passages marked with fresher traces of wheels and hooves, that once the meaning and even the very idea of a lon… Julien Gracq
“ It was a fossilized path: the will which had cut this gash out of these solitary places so that the blood and sap would flow there was long since dead - and dead too were the circumstances which had g… Julien Gracq
“ A history of literature, unlike history as such, ought to list only victories, for its defeats are no victory for anyone. Julien Gracq
“ No, what numbed these fields, peopled with bad dreams was not the oppressive grip of a plague but rather an ailing retreat, a sort of sad widowhood. Man had started to subdue these vacant expanses, th… Julien Gracq
“ This stretch through the fogbound forest gradually lulled Grange into his favorite daydream; in it he saw an image of his life: all that he had he carried with him; twenty feet away, the world grew da… Julien Gracq
