Clémence

“So do boys and men announce their intentions. They cover you like a sarcophagus lid. And call it love.”
― Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex

“And who are you, the proud Lord said
that I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
that's all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
a lion still has claws.
And, mine are as long and sharp, my Lord
as long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
that Lord of Castamere,
but now the rains weep o'er his hall,
with no one there to hear.
Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall,
and not a soul to hear.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords

“On peut mourir de faim ou de froid, mais si l'on en réchappe, on oublie son mal. Quand on n'aurait souffert qu'un seul jour de la honte, on en meurt toute sa vie.”
― Françoise Chandernagor

“In a real dark night of the soul it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Crack-Up