There are some closed doors we’re so frightened of opening that we don’t see them any more. We’ve pushed furniture in front of them; we’ve jammed the lock. Children are the only ones who might crouch down on all fours… — Timothee de Fombelle Copy Share Image
“Perhaps it was because of his wife that Pippo the farmer dreamt of becoming a sailor. There are certain people on this earth who… — Timothée de Fombelle Copy Share
“I had set off, going straight ahead, to escape a broken heart. I had been walking for three hours, wherever the forest took me.” — Timothée de Fombelle Copy Share
“In an ideal world, we might have dreamed of a benevolent hand intervening so that one of them tarried a little longer while the… — Timothée de Fombelle Copy Share
“[Toby] reflected that being cruel sometimes makes you rich and powerful, but it always makes you ugly.” — Timothée de Fombelle Copy Share
He was raised by three nurses: freedom, solitude and Mademoiselle. Together, the three of them provided him with an education. From them, he learned… — Timothee de Fombelle Copy Share
“Perhaps it would be better if your whole life had the same transparency as in its final moments.” — Timothée de Fombelle Copy Share
“Little tree filled his lungs with the white airness of the night, as if he were going to fly. The living voice of his… — Timothee de Fombelle Copy Share
“For Ethel, it was exactly as if one of the twisted beech trees behind the castle had knocked at her door one morning to… — Timothée de Fombelle Copy Share
“He was frightened for his country. Slowly and tragically it was drifting in the wrong direction. Something had to be done. Tiny gestures. Barely… — Timothée de Fombelle Copy Share
Who could have predicted what would happen in the time it takes to boil an egg? — Timothee de Fombelle Copy Share
There are some closed doors we’re so frightened of opening that we don’t see them any more. We’ve pushed furniture in front of them;… — Timothee de Fombelle Copy Share
“The shot has gone under my rib, Boulard my boy, so it must have been the shortest one who fired." Even his final sigh… — Timothée de Fombelle Copy Share
“The sole of the foot is sacred for the Grass people. It's called the "sole of the foot" because it's the sole (or only)… — Timothee de Fombelle Copy Share
