Tag: graffiti

Cela ne veut rien dire. C’était peut-être hier.
I have to be somewhere else tomorrow.
She didn’t believe that for a moment.
Are you going to do anything about it?
That, she thought later, was the last time anything was normal, anywhere in the world.
Ah! But it’s not my business.
Ce que je veux c’est ça, écrire.
It took her a long time to answer.
I don’t want to read today.
I’m not one to judge.
It did not puzzle me too much.
This, he continued to say, this of all places is no place for us!
The sky was as clear as a window one morning.
Who doesn’t look upward when searching for a name?
There must have been other things to say.
Ne me jetez pas ainsi ma jeunesse à la tête.
C’est le privilège de la jeunesse.
Vous êtes incroyable.
Cela n’a pas grand sens.
Il n’était même pas ridicule.
It was going to take a long time to get out.
He is proving all kinds of things to himself.
It was out of the question to say any of those things.
That isn’t enough evidence for a complaint.
She started choosing her words carefully.
Even on the day she was to leave he was sullen. Not talking. Frowning.
Her mouth curved as though she were about to smile.
The rush of time that passes so slowly and so fast.
She knew what he was trying to say.
You can’t blame them, they’re like anyone.
Don’t be worried if there’s some strange noises, it’s part of the play.
Moods pass. Things look up.
I think you’ll be pleased!
But what was his business?
He’s been so many places and has things to say.
It was her world, so familiar she took it for granted.
That’s all there was about it.
Can you think of anything?
Don’t you get bored sometimes?
She would not make any mistakes this time.
This village isn’t right.
This journey has been endless.
It’s just a thing people say.
You know what you look like?
It’s down to us to keep going.
Do you want to do something?
But the world will ask us questions.
I sit there for a long long time.
People don’t travel so much these days.
It’s the only sensible response.