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Par Odin, Thor et Tom Hiddleston !
The French courage proceeds from vanity
In the V-shaped opening of her crape bodice Mlle. Vinteuil felt the sting of her friend's sudden kiss; ...
I would love to be where you are now, in Paris, that home of the planless, the free and joyous and emotional people." What
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.
Quand les cimes de notre ciel se rejoindront Ma maison aura un toit.
(When the peaks of our sky come together My house will have a roof.)
Cafe De Flore speaks of love, its joys, its pains and its dramas - to love and to lose. This story upset me, I was upside-down, in the depths of myself.
It is always sad to leave a place to which one knows one will never return. Such are the melancolies du voyage: perhaps they are one of the most rewarding things about traveling.
'Passione' is a selection of the music moments that have accompanied my youth; a collection of cherished memories, of moments, of fleeting emotions, of sleepless nights.
Proximity to this death makes me nostalgic for the French language.
Vivez joyeux" was the old saying. "Live joyfully.
Now I have discovered where it is that she goes. It's the guillotine that draws her, across the river in the Place Louis Quinze- Place de la Revolution now-where daily crowds gather, the vendors selling lemonade, the children playing prisoner's base, the old ladies gossiping as the heads fall.
replied d'Artagnan,
Mont Blanc confronted us, dazzling, immense, cut sharp out of the bue sky; more prosterous than the most baroque wedding cake, more convincing than the best photograph. It fairly took my breath away. It made me want to laugh.
Never touch your idols: the gilding will stick to your fingers.
(Il ne faut pas toucher aux idoles: la dorure en reste aux mains.)
Streets of Paris, pray for me; beaches in the sun, pray for me; ghosts of the lemurs, intercede for me; plane-tree and laurel-rose, shade me; summer rain on quays of Toulon, wash me away.
The Rue du Coq d'Or, Paris, seven in the morning.
The English took the eagle and Austrians the eaglet.
[Fr., L'Angleterre prit l'aigle, et l'Autriche l'aiglon.]
Suicide, moreover, was at the time in vogue in Paris: what more suitable key to the mystery of life for a skeptical society?
The cankered passion of envy is nothing akin to the silly envy of the ass.L'Estrange,Fab.xxxviii.
Amour de ma vie ... ton image hante mes nuits, me poursuit le jour, elle remplit ma vie .. Love of my life, your image haunts my nights, follows me all the day, fulfills my life.
Francaise with our own proper pack. This permission, we feel bound to say, was graciously granted; which compels us here to give a public contradiction to the slanderers who pretend that we live
You are the eternal France, I love you.
[THE END OF VOLUME II. "COSETTE"]
Marquise de Merteuil: I've distilled every thing to one single principle: win or die.
Love is winning the war without starting the war. (L'amour, c'est gagner la guerre - Sans commencer la guerre)
Yol Bolsun" (May there be a road) [Louis L'Amour}
Je t'aime tant, je ne peux pas trouver la fin de mon amour pour toi
(I love you so thar I can't find the end of my love for you)
Eighteen years a secret and unaccused prisoner in the Bastille;
Il faut e pater le bourgeois. One must astound the bourgeois.
Se Souvenir du passe, et qu'il ya un avenir: Remember the past, and that there is a future.
La tristesse durera toujours.
[The sadness will last forever.]
Antiquite . en tout ce qui s'y rapporte: Est poncif, embe tant! etc. Antiquity. And everything to do with it, cliche d and boring.
[L]anguage is not the sign of the idea actually existing in the mind of the speaker - but of that which (s)he desires to convey to the hearer.
To the Young Artists of Italy! The cry of rebellion that we launch, linking our ideals with those of the Futurist poets, does not originate in an aesthetic clique. It expresses the violent desire that stirs in the veins of every creative artist today.
En Ma Fin Est Ma Commencement - In my end is my beginning.
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.
You know this means that what we did-what we almost did in Paris-"
"Going to the Eiffel Tower?
L'enfer c'est les autres.
aka, "Hell is others." .
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wilderness of space. I would weep, because it was so beautiful, and because it was so useless.
Certes, je sortirai quant a' moi satisfait D'un monde o u' l'action n'est pas la soeur du re ve. Indeed, for my part, I shall be happy to leave A world where action is not sister to the dream.
They [the English] amuse themselves sadly as in the custom of their country.
[Fr., Ils s'amusaient tristement selon la contume de leur pays.]
Paris flared
Paris, which the divine sun had sown with light, and where in glory waved the great future harvest of Truth and of Justice.
Quo usque tandem abutere, Catilina, patientia nostra? In heaven's name,Catiline, how long will you abuse ourpatience?
Impressionism is the newspaper of the soul
As a student in England, I studied French and English literature. I read L'Etranger and the rhythm of the novel felt familiar to me - very African.
He despises what he sought; and he seeks that which he lately threw away.
[Lat., Quod petit spernit, repetit quod nuper omisit.]
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.
How many like Antoine were roaming the world, weak, afraid, without comrades or the consolation of love, clinging to existence as he did?
Art brings out the grand lines of nature. Antione Bourdelle
Gervasio Lonquimay
The climax of absurdity to which art may be carried when led away from nature by fashion, may be best seen in the works of Boucher ...
Quid rides? Mutato nomine et de te fabula narrator. [Why do you laugh ? Change only the name and this story is about you.]
In perpetuum, frater, ave atque vale. (Forever and ever, brother, hail and farewell.)
The waves lie on the beach; Your hair on your back of angel. (Les vagues s'allongent sur la plage; - Tes cheveux sur ton dos d'ange. )
To an Ohio boy, it represented world-weary Gallic shrugs and Gauloises cigarettes, existentialist thinkers in berets and Catherine Deneuve in nothing at all - French was the language of intellectual power and effortless sex appeal.
The gods my protectors.
[Lat., Di me tuentur.]
Le coeur a ses raisons que la raison ne connait point. French. Pascal. The heart has its reasons, whereof reason knows nothing.
The convergence of the Rhone and Saone. Paul Bocuse. The birthplace of cinema. Chateauneuf-du-Pape just a few miles down the road. It does not get much better than Lyon.
All the evils of France have been produced less by the perversity of the wicked and the violence of fools than by the hesitation of the weak, the compromises of conscience, and the tardiness of patriotism. Let every deputy, every Frenchman show what he feels, what he thinks, and we are saved!
'Le Reve' may be one of the three best pictures Pablo Picasso ever painted.
Quo Fas et Gloria Ducunt (Whither right and glory lead)
Paris with its multitude of art directions calls continuously to the deepest penetration and recognition of your inner essence. Only in this way it is possible to create work that refers the time span.
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.
G'deveingReadingfestival!
'Luncheon of the Boating Party,' owned by The Phillips Collection in Washington, D.C., has served Americans as a symbol of France and French culture, both of which I love, and is as evocative and triumphant an image as that other emissary of France, the Statue of Liberty.
Behold!" I bellowed. "'Tis a foul beast of the nether-hells. Stand behind me and I shall slay it!"
"Oh, Alcatraz," Bastille breathed. "Thou art awesomish and manlyish.
There was a time when you would have taken my heart with stake or gun. Now you have taken it with these delicate hands and the scent of your body.
- Jean-Claude
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.
Rien ne se peut comparer a' Paris. Nothing can compare to Paris.
One's emotions are intensified in Paris - one can be more happy and also more unhappy here than in any other place. But it is always a positive source of joy to live here, and there is nobody so miserable as a Parisian in exile from his town.
Farewell Gaultier!! Preteporte will miss you! 4 ever
Whoever did not live in the years neighboring 1789 does not know what the pleasure of living means.
[Fr., Qui n'a pas vecu dans les annees voisines de 1789 ne sait pas ce que c'est le palisir de vivre.]
E quindi uscimmo a riveder le stelle" ("and thence we came forth to see again the stars")
At the heart of the ridiculous, the sublime
Amer savoir, celui qu'on tire du voyage! Bitter is the knowledge gained in travelling.
One morning, one of us ran out of the black, it was the birth of Impressionism.
Nowhere is one more alone than in Paris ... and yet surrounded by crowds. Nowhere is one more likely to incur greater ridicule. And no visit is more essential.
Qui craint de souffrir, il souffre deja de ce qu'il craint."
"Who fears to suffer, already suffers what he fears.
Neither blows from pitchfork, nor from the lash, can make him change his ways.
[Fr., Coups de fourches ni d'etriveres,
Ne lui font changer de manieres.]
Donnez-moi la main! I see we worship the same God, in the same spirit, though by different rites.
Dans une grande a me tout est grand. In a great soul everything isgreat.
Everyone can get the gold of the Sun. (Tout le monde cueille - L'or du soleil)
A French woman is a perfect architect in dress: she never, with Gothic ignorance, mixes the orders; she never tricks out a snobby Doric shape with Corinthian finery; or, to speak without metaphor, she conforms to general fashion only when it happens not to be repugnant to private beauty.
Hous vivons aux temps des assassins - "we live in days of assassins" - where evil is sought in lives more than good in order to justify a world with a bad conscience.
This book of Montaigne the world has endorsed by translating it into all tongues.
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.
Eh! Je suis leur chef, il fallait bien les suivre. (Ah well! I am their leader, I really ought to follow them.)
The fallyng out of faithfull frends is the renuyng of loue.
Suen Le! (it means, "Let it be.
Bychan: little one Cariad: sweetheart, beloved one Annwyl:
Comme l'imagination a cre e le monde, elle le gouverne. Because imagination created the world, it governs it.
The French use cooking as a means of self-expression, and this meal perfectly represented the personality of a cook who had spent the morning resting her unwashed chin on the edge of a tureen, pondering whether she should end her life immediately by plunging her head into her abominable soup ...
Thank you for being here, my beauty. Mon ange. My Kate. Your utterly, Vincent.
Une immense esprance a travers la terre', he read somewhere, and his comment was:'
and it's darned-well drowned everything worth having.
(optimisme itself was a word that first entered the French language in the eighteenth century).
By Anglicising ourselves we have thrown away with a light heart the best claim we have upon the world's recognition of us as a seperate nationality ... the notes of nationality, our language and customs.
Impressionism took Paris under its arms and stroked it until it blushed.
Noli me tangere; for Caesar's I am.
On top of pique, umbrage, and ennui. Oh, the French diseases of the soul.