Poems Quotes

“The rain is, in a sense,
The sole sad friend of those who find themselves
Thinking, wide awake, until the dawn,
Who, in bed, alone, with fevered hands,
Listen to it, soothed. They like the company
Of its faint moan across the sleeping plain,
Its rustling in the garden all night long.

- On the Great Grey Road (Sur ce Grand Chemin Gris...)”
― Alain-Fournier, Poems

“Mothers, do you wonder of an evening,
About the tears, the sadness, the passions of your children?

- Tale of the Sun and the Road”
― Alain-Fournier, Poems