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A noble pair of brothers.
[Lat., Par nobile fratum.]
A day after the faire.
...Traduttore, traditore.
Par Odin, Thor et Tom Hiddleston !
VI. Hundreds of People VII. Monseigneur in Town VIII. Monseigneur in the Country IX. The Gorgon's Head X. Two Promises XI. A
On top of pique, umbrage, and ennui. Oh, the French diseases of the soul.
It is time for thee to be gone, lest the age more decent in its wantonness should laugh at thee and drive thee of the stage.
[Lat., Tempus abire tibi est, ne ...
Rideat et pulset lasciva decentius aetas.]
No effete dauber M.
Video et taceo,' he said
Quid nomen tibi est? She was not about to offer her name up to a stranger. It was almost the only thing she possessed that nobody had stolen.
One night is awaiting us all, and the way of death must be trodden once.
[Lat., Omnes una manet nox,
Et calcanda semel via leti.]
The popular breeze - Aura popularis
C'est magnifique, mais ce n'est pas la guerre (attributed to a French observer during the Charge of the Light
Audentes fortuna iuvat. Fortune favors the bold.
Quis costodiet ipsos custodies? (Who will watch the watchers?)
The silverware shines if the sun. (L'argenterie brille - Si le soleil.
Painting is a jeu d'esprit.
Day is pushed out by day, and each new moon hastens to its death.
[Lat., Truditur dies die,
Novaeque pergunt interire lunae.]
When that Aprille with his shoures sote.
The droghte of Marche hath perced to the rote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licour,
Of which vertue engendred is the flour.
Tout le sang qui coule rouge; All blood is red.
The werewolf by the moon. The wererat by money. (Loup garou par la lune. - Rat garou par les thunes.)
Abracadabra, moron.
Enter CAPULET, PARIS, and Servant
Hay una estrella mas abierta
que la palabra 'amapola'?
Is there a star more wide open
than the word 'poppy?
amanuensis. A rapt
Il faut e pater le bourgeois. One must astound the bourgeois.
Quo usque tandem abutere, Catilina, patientia nostra? In heaven's name,Catiline, how long will you abuse ourpatience?
How many of us have been first attracted to reason, first learned to think, to draw conclusions, to extract a moral from the follies of life, by some dazzling aphorism from Rochefoucauld or La Bruyere.
Angleterre Hotel,
Approfondement is a French word that means 'playing easily in the deep.'
I will cover the walls with words. It will be la chambre des mots.
The gods my protectors.
[Lat., Di me tuentur.]
Eripuit coelo fulmen sceptrumque tyrannis. He snatched the lightning from the sky and the sceptre from tyrants.
May my enemies tremble if they still have time! (Que mes ennemis soient tremblants - S'ils en ont encore le temps!)
The macarons are coming!" Souse shouted, like an epicurean Paul Revere.
Margowegottagohomeandtell.
Death is the word that kills all the words. (La mort est un mot - Qui tue tous les mots)
Something is always wanting to incomplete fortune.
[Lat., Curtae nescio quid semper abest rei.]
Occasionally, merely for the pleasure of being cruel, we put unoffending Frenchmen on the rack with questions framed in the incomprehensible jargon of their native language, and while they writhed, we impaled them, we peppered them, we scarified them, with their own vile verbs and participles.
I have to keep going, as there are always people on my track. I have to publish my present work as rapidly as possible in order to keep in the race. The best sprinters in this road of investigation are Becquerel and the Curies ...
Beate the dog before the Lyon.
The siren that is this city speaks to us insistently even after we've moved away. She belongs to us, truly, and to each in a different way. Paris nous appartient.
Le mauvais gout mene au crime.' The
Carquinez Strait
Lauricia or Aurelia?
Bis vincit qui se vincit - he conquers twice who conquers himself
Thou art moist and soft clay; thou must instantly be shaped by the glowing wheel.
[Lat., Udum et molle lutum es: nunc, nunc properandus et acri
Fingendus sine fine rota.]
E quindi uscimmo a riveder le stelle" ("and thence we came forth to see again the stars")
In France, the people were the sport of a king's caprice. Everywhere was the shadow of the Bastille. It fell upon the sunniest field, upon the happiest home.
Illegitimis nil carborundum.
passacaglia by the old master Buxtehude.
Se scappi non capisci.
Alea iacta est. The die has been cast.
Harlequin, probably derived from the old French Hellequin: a troop of the devil's horsemen.
Festina lente. Make haste slowly.
That's one of the oldest tricks in the world, Adrien-with-an-e.
Saumensch, du dreckiges - it's about time!
This is the great evil in wine, it first seizes the feet; it is a cunning wrestler.
[Lat., Magnum hoc vitium vino est,
Pedes captat primum; luctator dolosu est.]
The Parisian has his amusements as regularly as his meals, the theatre, music, the dance, a walk in the Tuilleries, a refection in the cafe, to which ladies resort as commonly as the other sex. Perpetual business, perpetual labor, is a thing of which he seems to have no idea.
Transit umbra, lux permanet
Capitaine Etienne Relais was known to be incorruptible in an ambience in which vice was the norm, honor for sale, and laws made to be broken, and men operated on the assumption that he who did not abuse power did not deserve to have it.
Something quite special has played out in the picturesque valleys and mountains, towns and villages of France over the past three weeks. For all who appreciate sport, it was a privilege and an inspiration to watch.
On to some juicy French philosophical sex-killing murder-suicide cannibal thing. You?"
"Still the controversial Hungarian breast-cancer radioactive seed implant treatment thing. I adore you."
"Je t'adore aussi. Call me. Bye."
"Bye.
Aficionado my ass ... I just love to smoke cigars
Be careful, mon bijou.
Assaile who will, the valiant attends.
Hello, Hazel Levesque.
Ma vie piu lieta, piu ridente a belle/ ardisce aprire il seno al sol la rosa ... which express that the rose is more daring then the humble violet!
Porfirio Rubirosa.
Per ardua ad astra. Through adversity to the stars.
Qui me amat, amet et canem meum. (Who loves me will love my dog also.)
What dire offence from am'rous causes springs,
What mighty contests rise from trivial things, ...
I'm not a Frenchie, I'm a Belgie!
In Montreal spring is like an autopsy. Everyone wants to see the inside of the frozen mammoth. Girls rip off their sleeves and the flesh is sweet and white, like wood under green bark. From the streets a sexual manifesto rises like an inflating tire, the winter has not killed us again!
The doings of men, their prayers, fear, wrath, pleasure, delights, and recreations, are the subject of this book.
[Lat., Quicquid agunt homines, votum, timor, ira, voluptas, gaudia, discursus, nostri est farrago libelli.]
Noli me tangere; for Caesar's I am.
APPENDIX A PREFACE TO THE CHEAP EDITION (1858)
The gesture of the amorous embrace seems to fulfill, for a time, the subject's dream of total union with the loved being: The longing for consummation with the other ...
I have undertaken vengeance. I want Liberty and Equality to reign in Saint-Domingue. I work to bring them into existence. Unite yourselves to us, brothers, and fight with us for the same cause.
It is astonishing that Monod's Les Adieux are not better known. This courageous French Reformed pastor was both passionate in his care for people and singular in his devotion to God.
flibbertigibbets - and
In perpetuum, frater, ave atque vale. (Forever and ever, brother, hail and farewell.)
Felix qui potuit rerum cognoscere causas. Lucky is he who has been able to understand the causes of things Virgil, Georgics, Book 2
Among the classic tastes: bread sauce, Nuits St Georges Les Perdrix 1962, Worcestershire sauce, Toblerone and Bovril.
It is something to hold the scepter with a firm hand.
[Lat., Est aliquid valida sceptra tenere manu.]
ASAP. Whatever that means. It must mean, 'Act swiftly awesome pacyderm!
replied d'Artagnan,
You ever want to negotiate a hostage situation in Quebec, I'm your man. Send me in for a little parley and the francophone miscreants will flee, hands over bleeding ears.
Whom has not the inspiring bowl made eloquent?
[Lat., Foecundi calices quem non fecere disertum.]
In the literature of France Moliere occupies the same kind of position as Cervantes in that of Spain, Dante in that of Italy, and Shakespeare in that of England. His glory is more than national - it is universal.
They make their fortune who are stout and wise,
Wit rules the heavens, discretion guides the skies.
[Lat., Che sovente addivien che'l saggio e'l forte.
Fabro a se stesso e di beata sorte.]
Luz et veritas, Light and truth
Massoud is dead, but not the hope ! (Massoud est mort, - Mais pas l'espoir !)
Muzeul Gustave Moreau,
(Arbell)The ungrateful gorgeous bitch.
Long live Montreal, Long live Quebec! Long live Free Quebec!
In 1411, the French Crown granted a patent declaring that only the cheese of Roquefort-sur-Soulzon could be called Roquefort cheese.
The creature all men on Arrakis fear, you treat it like a riding animal.
Town VIII. Monseigneur in the Country IX. The Gorgon's Head
A black cat crossed my path, and I stopped to dance around it widdershins and to sing the rhyme,
Ou va-ti mistigri?
Passe sans faire de mai ici.