Tag: architecture

The full morning light had come.
That seems to be a maze out of which we cannot escape.
Something we see and like!
We never can say what is in us.
These are some interesting points we might take up.
What lay behind it or within it?
Many go down into the depths and never come up.
What the beautiful is is another question.
This is one of the useful arts.
So there was nothing for it only to stay the night or to foot it out.
I never will forget that day.
What day of the week was it?
How much is the clock fast now?
How far had he walked? What hour was it?
He halted suddenly and heard his heart in the silence.
Yet eternity had no end.
He began to speak in a quiet tone.
He was in another world: he had awakened from a slumber of centuries.
He returned to his wanderings.
Now, then! There’s a memory for you!
By thinking of things you could understand them.
He read the verses backwards but then they were not poetry.
He thought that he was sick in his heart if you could be sick in that place.
Et c’était comme quatre coups brefs que je frappais sur la porte du malheur.
Il m’a semblé que le ciel s’ouvrait sur toute son étendue pour laisser pleuvoir du feu.
Il faut que je marche.
Vous êtes jeune, et il me semble que c’est une vie qui doit vous plaire.
Au-dehors, tout était calme, nous avons entendu le glissement d’une auto qui passait.
De toute façon, on est toujours un peu fautif.
J’étais un peu perdu entre le ciel bleu et blanc et la monotonie de ces couleurs.
Le soir, dans ce pays, devait être comme une trêve mélancolique.
The house is now perfectly silent.
They sit in silence for a moment.
What story could travel so many leagues unaltered?
She can dream as much as she wants.
The memories feel better than the reality.
Don’t open it before it’s time.
Let’s go, the road is clear.
Now are you going to tell me what is happening?
She wanted only the present, which was all she could trust.
She tries to focus on what she knows.
She had been wandering for an hour, maybe two.
It was only a matter of time before you got caught.
There is nothing to feel sorry about now. She is leaving too.
Aren’t you the one deciding?
She knows what she’ll find there.
You faked your own death just to get me here to answer the phone for you.
People still thought that if something was weird and complicated it must be good.
They’d never talked about it, and now she thought they never would; that moment had passed.
The border must run right through the building.