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She can dream as much as she wants.
But at least you had a choice to make.
This is a place of safety. In fact, that’s what it’s for. Nothing bad’s going to happen here.
There was, of course, no apology, no explanation.
She stood with her hands in her pockets, waiting for whatever happened next.
A proof of concept. It’s actually quite famous, in certain architectural circles.
Tell the Wind and the Fire where to stop; not me!
If I might embrace him once!
If I might touch him!
Frantic acclamations were again raised.
You told me you had a proposal; what is it?
Tell me how and why am I again a prisoner?
What a disordered state you are in!
And all of us have like wonders hidden in our breasts, only needing circumstances to evoke them.
There were hurried words of farewell and kindness.
Shall we terminate our conference for the night?
This is a strange chance that throws you and me together.
Il ne sourit pas tout d’abord.
Night. Country’s the only place where they have night left.
On the road he could walk with sorrow, as he walked through the rain.
I set right off. I was curious. You know how it is.
There are no hiding places left.
It was a good time to leave.
It may be that there is nothing.
It will tell you where you ought to be going and the rest is up to you.
It was a preoccupied silence that no one attempted to disturb.
It is only that I have the power to make truths of my beliefs.
The birds sing, but they have no song that I can hear.
No one speaks because there is nothing to say. But there are things to wonder.
We laid down our weapons and rested under the trees.
There was no sound and no wind.
There is the silence of emptiness, the silence of fear, the silence of doubt.
There is silence after a rainstorm, and before a rainstorm, and these are not the same.
There are all kinds of silences and each of them means a different thing.
Les jours passèrent.
Malléable et entêtée.
C’est une question de psychologie.
Les idées vagues, le cœur hésitant.
Un sentiment de supériorité, d’orgueil, m’envahissait.
Le bonheur m’a toujours semblé une ratification, une réussite.
C’est un miroir aux alouettes.
Vous devez prendre trois kilos pour être présentable.
The place where it ought to be.
He left right afterwards.
I have to go.
I have a job there.
You mean you’d go anyway? Without me?
There were a few stars still in the sky.
She kept listening to the silence.
The absence of sound was deeply disturbing.

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