Tag: landscape

Un sentiment de supériorité, d’orgueil, m’envahissait.
Cela changeait toute notre vie.
Je ne mets pas de nom à ces souvenirs.
Do you still believe it?
I believed the world was mine, all I had to do was reach out and take it.
Nobody had ever known what he meant by it.
Acknowledging their pain, commiserating with each other.
And she thought time had a way of transforming things.
He was going to stand there until he got good and ready to go.
How had she dared to come here?
“She would like to go somewhere where there was music.”
What difference does it make to him?
There was no one to be seen.
I’ll show you the way, if you like.
There was no shelter to be found.
She had just walked away and never faltered.
Have I been to this place before?
Sometimes where you are is enough.
It’s philosophy at your fingertips.
He’s no longer used to urban crowds.
There are nods and murmurs.
There’s a lot of air around here, if that’s what you want.
I’m afraid I don’t have much to tell you.
I was just in the right place at the right time.
A whole world of foreignness upon the horizon.
Time flies like an arrow and accelerates as we age.
People carry the storms of the things they once did.
The sea, the sea!
At this lofty altitude the wind is altogether more fierce.
It’s just us and the sky.
Look over there. What an incredible thing.
Didn’t you tell me you wanted to visit the sea?
It was important to me once. It’s not any more.
I do hope it’s amusing.
And before that, of course, he was nothing at all.
If he can steady himself, he may yet survive; stranger things have happened.
The movement of bodies is as stately as a waltz.
This time next year we shall be living like kings.
This is the landscape from a future that has already been and gone.
It takes a long time.
Most of the time, we were going off in the wrong direction.
We walk the hills above the village all afternoon.
Nothing much seems to have changed here.
It’ll be a nice change for both of you.
There’s a very strong chance that we’re about to make history.
I was a nobody, a little ant scraping away at the soil.
The aliens have never made a hostile move against us.
These are the days we live in, though.
Night begins to fall beneath the trees.
There’s a tree out there. I saw it yesterday.