“A terroir only exists by virtue of one's childhood mythology . . . we have invented these words of tradition rooted deep… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
“And yet there’s nothing to understand. The problem is that children believe what adults say and, once they’re adults themselves, they exact… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
People aim for the stars, and they end up like goldfish in a bowl. I wonder if it wouldn't be simpler just… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
“There is always the easy way out, although I am loath to use it. I have no children, I do not watch… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
“The problem is that children believe what adults say and once they're adults themselves they exact their revenge by deceiving their own… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
Colombe Josse is the older Jesse daughter. Colombe Jesse is also a sort of tall blonde leek who dresses like a penniless… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
“I had a brief glimpse of a frail, mature man carrying a ravaged child in his arms...” — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
“I'd seen the older children in class look into books for invisible traces, as if they were driven by the same force… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
As a child I often wondered whether I would be allowed to live such moments- to inhabit the slow, majestic ballet of… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
People think that children don't know anything. It's enough to make you wonder if grownups were ever children once upon a time. — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
“..Maman feeds her plants the way she feeds her children: water and fertilizer for the kentia, green beans and vitamin C for… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
“No one is a greater schoolgirl in spirit than a cynic. Cynics cannot relinquish the rubbish they were taught as children: they… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
“Those who can, do; those who can't, teach; those who can't teach, teach the teachers; and those who can't teach the teachers go into… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
What is writing, no matter how lavish the pieces, if it says nothing of the truth, cares little for the heart, and is merely… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
Live or die: mere consequences of what you have built. What matters is building well. So here we are I've assigned myself a new… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
“A terroir only exists by virtue of one's childhood mythology . . . we have invented these words of tradition rooted deep in the… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
“The tea ritual: such a precise repetition of the same gestures and the same tastes; accession to simple,authentic and refined sensations, a license given… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
As always, I am saved by the inability of living creatures to believe anything that might cause the walls of their little mental assumptions… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
“I wonder if I am not turning into a contemplative . . . But those roses . They were something else. I was having… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
To be poor, ugly and, moreover, intelligent condemns one in our society to a dark and disillusioned life...to beauty all is forgiven. — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
I know that they're all unhappy because nobody loves the right person the way they should and because they don't understand that it's really… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
We never look beyond our assumptions and what's worse, we have given up trying to meet others; we just meet ourselves. — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
