Tag: stone

In an environment like that, even the most implausible lies can seem true.
Life is not a thriller, where everything is neatly tied up at the end.
You think we should all let go of our grudges?
Europe’s been quite the eye-opener for me.
She didn’t believe that for a moment.
If there’s anything I can do, let me know.
I know enough to know this is out of our league, whatever it is.
Yes, that is a bit of a problem.
She was doing okay on her own.
Things have been getting more lively lately.
The things that you see here, are things to be seen, and not spoken of.
It was as if the wind and rain had lulled at last, after a long and fearful storm.
You have a face to be remembered, and I remember faces well.
She did not greatly alter in appearance.
I have seen them. We may go.
You don’t hear much about them now?
He looked at no one present, and no one now looked at him.
Do you seek any promise from me?
The carriage dashed through streets and swept round corners.
It was a handsome face, and a remarkable one.
I care for no man on earth, and no man on earth cares for me.
The magic of names still held minds enchanted.
He stayed out alone, and did not know what to do.
La mer, l’immensité qui se regroupe, s’éloigne, revient.
Autour d’elle c’est les déserts.
Tout est là et rien n’est encore joué.
You’re crazy, what did you do that for?
I tried to write that tale down once, and found I could remember only fragments.
The wind had fallen. There was no sound at all.
The world is a big place.
I only feel that all this has happened before — and it has.
I had watched her birth and watched her growth.
There was nothing extraordinary in this.
A life has to move or it stagnates.
But the tactics vary.
Rest for a moment; take your time.
I think I am going to leave all this and learn to fly.
That is ordinary; it can be seen anywhere.
They stare, but I think they see nothing.
The time of man is too brief a period to deserve more than incidental recording.
This kind of silence can speak. Its voice may be melancholy, but it is not always so.
Ce rôle de metteur en scène ne laissait pas de me passionner.
Je décidai de passer la matinée ainsi, sans bouger.
Qui est ce godelureau ?
La liberté de choisir moi-même ma vie, de me choisir moi-même.
Quelqu’un m’avait-il jamais manqué ?
Sentiments qui lui venaient d’autant plus facilement qu’il les voulait, les savait provisoires.
Nous étions trop tranquilles, cela ne pouvait durer !
An airless room.
He drew his hand away, and it would reach out again.