jeudi, août 24, 2006

English

Ai commencé Evening snow will bring such peace
de David Adams Richards, en v.o.

He could remember of that day the smell of the fine linen in her hand as she folded it against her stomach as she spoke, and this, along with her quiet, mesured voice, left with him the idea of sincerity, which very few other people had ever done.

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Anonyme a dit…

Et un peu plus loin...

Everything was suddenly looked at, not in this light, such as it was, but in the shadows he had been sometimes shown by the more obscure motives of others. He did not understand them as well as he should have, he was too certain of life to be bothered by them; he only knew that they were there.