“In another world,' he said, lowering his voice; I remember... was it not in another world, in a life which was not in thrall to sleep and its phantoms?...” — Charles Nodier Copy Share Image
Such days of autumnal decline hold a strange mystery which adds to the gravity of all our moods. — Charles Nodier Copy Share Image
“In another world,' he said, lowering his voice; I remember... was it not in another world, in a life which was not in thrall… — Charles Nodier Copy Share Image
After the pleasure of possessing books there is hardly anything more pleasant than that of speaking of them, and of communicating to the public… — Charles Nodier Copy Share Image
“Scarcely has night arrived to undeceive, unfurling her wings of crepe (wings drained even of the glimmer just now dying in the tree-tops); scarcely… — Charles Nodier Copy Share Image
To believe everything is to be an imbecile. To deny everything is to be a fool. — Charles Nodier Copy Share Image
But if what interests you are stories of the fantastic, I must warn you that this kind of story demands more art and judgment… — Charles Nodier Copy Share Image
There is something marvelously soft in the study of nature which attaches a name to every being, a thought to every name, affection and… — Charles Nodier Copy Share Image
“Do not be alarmed if they look paler than the other maidens of Greece. They are scarcely of this Earth, and seem to be… — Charles Nodier Copy Share Image
If you are alone, tell some stories to yourself. This is a different kind of pleasure and it has, indeed, its reward. I have… — Charles Nodier Copy Share Image
“A writer should read until he is filled to the brim and like a pitcher which is over-filled over flows. And then he should… — Charles Nodier Copy Share Image
