“The young woman had read a good many novels, and she had seen a good many films; this education by newspaper, serial and film had, in a thousand and one ways, blunted her sensibilities to the wonderful; reading about and… — Maurice Renard Copy Share
“The young woman had read a good many novels, and she had seen a good many films; this education by newspaper, serial and film had, in a thousand and one ways, blunted her sensibilities to the wonderful; reading about and seeing impossible events had prepared her to be un-astonished by the most improbable phenomena. All the same, her terror had… — Maurice Renard Copy Share
“The emergency services had not yet been organized. Rosine could go where she wished. Her high heels made her stumble in the darkness, over the stones, the frozen clods of soil, over the tussocks of grass, the countless obstacles of the rough earth. She was shivering with cold and thought she might be about to faint away amid the sinister… — Maurice Renard Copy Share
“But Rosine had read books . . . so many books ... Her over-excited memory was filling her mind with terrifying images . .… — Maurice Renard Copy Share Image
“Oh! The melancholy, the fantastic melancholy of that invention that freezes sounds, just as Francois Rabelais had so clownishly imagined! Was it necessary that, no sooner born, the most seductive of discoveries, which fixes in life life's most ephemeral voices, should enter into the service of death?” — Maurice Renard Copy Share
“The dinner-table is often the terrain of critical conversations, for it is there one has the better of one's interlocutor. There is no escape… — Maurice Renard Copy Share Image
“To her despair was added a philosophical dejection, the feeling of every thinker who, venturing an inquisitive finger beneath the velvet of a throne,… — Maurice Renard Copy Share Image
