Other letters simply relate the small events that punctuate the passage of time: roses picked at dusk, the laziness of a rainy Sunday, a child crying himself to sleep. Capturing the moment, these small slices of life, these small gusts… — Jean-Dominique Bauby Copy Share Image
Whereupon a strange euphoria came over me. Not only was I exiled, paralyzed, mute, half deaf, deprived of all pleasures, and reduced to the existence of a jellyfish, but I was also horrible to behold. There comes a time when… — Jean-Dominique Bauby Copy Share Image
We thread our way through a moving forest of ice-cream cones and crimson thighs. — Jean-Dominique Bauby Copy Share Image
“Yet I understood the poetry of such mind games one day when, attempting to ask for my glasses (lunettes), I was asked what I… — Jean-Dominique Bauby Copy Share Image
“Vincent had ten major ideas every week: three brilliant, five good, and two ridiculous.” — Jean-Dominique Bauby Copy Share Image
“I am fading away. Slowly but surely. Like the sailor who watches his home shore gradually disappear, I watch my past recede. My old… — Jean-Dominique Bauby Copy Share Image
Other letters simply relate the small events that punctuate the passage of time: roses picked at dusk, the laziness of a rainy Sunday, a… — Jean-Dominique Bauby Copy Share Image
“I skim through the issue [of Elle] and reach the offending photo, a montage that ridicules rather than glorifies our idol. It is one… — Jean-Dominique Bauby Copy Share Image
The memory of that event has only just come back to me, now doubly painful: regret for a vanished past and, above all, remorse… — Jean-Dominique Bauby Copy Share Image
“I need to feel strongly, to love and to admire, just as desperately as I need to breathe. A letter from a friend, a… — Jean-Dominique Bauby Copy Share Image
“The memory of that event has only just come back to me, now doubly painful: regret for a vanished past and, above all, remorse… — Jean-Dominique Bauby Copy Share Image
“Speech therapy is an art that deserves to be more widely known. You cannot imagine the acrobatics your tongue mechanically performs in order to… — Jean-Dominique Bauby Copy Share Image
Does it take the harsh light of disaster to show a person’s true nature? — Jean-Dominique Bauby Copy Share Image
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