Tag: architecture

All these trivial incidents belonged to the routine of life, and the return of morning.

It was a heavy mass of building.

The carriage dashed through streets and swept round corners.

The summer light struck into the corner brilliantly in the earlier part of the day.

I care for no man on earth, and no man on earth cares for me.

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.