“Monelle grew quiet and looked at me: I came from the night, she said, and I shall return to the night. For I too am a young prostitute.” — Marcel Schwob Copy Share Image
“It was at this time that people found along the roads and highways little children, tiny vagabonds who refused to grow up. Little girls… — Marcel Schwob Copy Share Image
“There is no science for the teguments of a leaf, for the filaments of a cell structure, the winding of a vein, the passion… — Marcel Schwob Copy Share Image
“Monelle grew quiet and looked at me: I came from the night, she said, and I shall return to the night. For I too… — Marcel Schwob Copy Share Image
“May your course not run from one end to the other; for such a course does not exist; but may every step you take… — Marcel Schwob Copy Share Image
With your left foot you shall wipe out the footprint of your right foot. — Marcel Schwob Copy Share Image
“As masks are the sign that there are faces, words are the sign that there are things. And these things are the sign of… — Marcel Schwob Copy Share Image
