Qui plussait, plus se tait. French, you know. The more a man knows, the less he talks.
Madeleine L'EngleMots clés knowledge
Stories are like children. They grow in their own way.
Madeleine L'EngleMots clés children stories growing
Love isn't how you feel. It's what you do. I've never had a feeling in my life. As a matter of fact, I matter only with earth people.
Madeleine L'EngleMots clés love
Le coeur a ses raisons que la raison ne connait point. French. Pascal. The heart has its reasons, whereof reason knows nothing.
Madeleine L'EngleCome t'e' picciol fallo amaro morso! Dante. What grievous pain a little fault doth give thee!
Madeleine L'EngleIt was the same way with silence. This was more than silence. A deaf person can feel vibrations. Here there was nothing to feel.
Madeleine L'EngleMots clés silence
Euripedes. Nothing is hopeless; we must hope for everything.
Madeleine L'EngleMots clés hope
And I can't say it now. I can't say what I want to say. I hold you-- I-- I clutch you, because I love you so desperately, and time is so short, we have such a little time in which to live and be young, even at best, and I put my arms around you and hold you because I want to love you while I can and I want to know I'm loving you, only it doesn't mean anything because you aren't afraid. You aren't frightened so that you want to clutch it all while you can.
Madeleine L'EngleI've got a sweater." Ben pulled off his coat and held it out for her. "Here."
"Thanks, Ben. It's lovely and warm." Then she said, "Ben, I-- I can tell you how I feel about-- about everything. I think you're the best friend I've ever had. I-- I'd lie down and die for you if you wanted me to."
"Honey," Ben said. "When I get you to lie down for me it won't be to die.
Because you're not what I would have you be, I blind myself to who, in truth, you are.
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