Tag: architecture

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.
She just moved around, place to place.
You’ll keep a secret if I do?
But you must promise not to tell anyone about it, not even your companions.
Nobody’s going to miss me until the morning.
We can’t bust out of here because we don’t even know where here is.
That old sense that someone, somewhere, needed her help began to nag at her again.
There was probably a word for it in German, something long and obscure and hard to pronounce.
But first, please, settle in. Dinner in an hour. I’ll ring the gong to let you know.
She ground the sole of her shoe gently against the gravel, establishing the surface underfoot.
Are you going to tell him you worked it out?
It was, of all the places in her life, the most familiar.
Europe’s been quite the eye-opener for me.
It was an age of wonders.
There were, in all honesty, worse places to be, but there were also warmer ones.
Nobody seemed to be paying it any attention.
She thought about getting old, sometimes. She thought it was inevitable.
She walked up to the front door and knocked.
The trick, with surveillance, was to move quickly and to keep moving.
It was only when you thought about them that you noticed just how many there were.
There was, she thought, really only one place she could go.