Tag: architecture

It was like the last feeble echo of a sound made long and long ago.
So you think we can improve?
It was a dramatic but not a harsh climate.
Of the city he knew nothing.
Tout a grandi autour de nous.
De temps en temps, par rafales légères, des bruits de voix.
If the universe is infinite, does that mean that everything that could possibly happen, is happening, somewhere, at some time?
He did not try to hear the answer.
The sun, it’s like we could all get out and live again.
When are we going home?
There’s a place I used to go to.
I didn’t know if anyone lived there. I never asked.
He listened for the women’s voices in the room overhead.
Only by walking down a path could one achieve one’s absence?
She had learned to let the world come round to her.
Time moved on, overcoming many things it met on the way.
But of course I could not close my eyes, nor my mind, nor my memory.
Mine are not enigmatic dreams.
Well, it’s very sad, but you can’t do anything about it.
Imagine not knowing where you came from!
It was a good time to leave.
There is no mystery about the things you see yourself.
Rest for a moment; take your time.
It may be that there is nothing.
It will tell you where you ought to be going and the rest is up to you.
I think I am going to leave all this and learn to fly.
Let there be music.
This, he continued to say, this of all places is no place for us!
Little things, foolish things that come to me without reason and fade again.
I think, I ponder, I recall a hundred things.
The birds sing, but they have no song that I can hear.
The sky was as clear as a window one morning.
Who doesn’t look upward when searching for a name?
Let us talk of better things!
Everything else goes on as it always has.
The world had changed without any reason that I could see.
And I was disappointed.
Each hut had a single door, a low door that could only be entered by crouching, and there were no windows.
There was no sound and no wind.
I knew there was nothing more to be said.
C’est une idée de génie.
Ce rôle de metteur en scène ne laissait pas de me passionner.
On s’habitue aux défauts des autres.
Ne vous compliquez pas la vie !
La vie bourgeoise, élégante, organisée.
Je fermai les yeux, le soleil m’engourdissait.
C’est un miroir aux alouettes.
C’était à la fois excitant et fatigant.
He had never stopped to study the wall.
It’s such fun to go somewhere, not knowing where you’re going.