samedi 1 septembre 2001

A farewell to arms


Cet Hemingway, quel orfèvre avec ses phrases :
"In the late summer of that year we lived in a house in a village that looked across the river and the plain to the mountains. In the bed of the river there were pebbles and boulders, dry and white in the sun, and the water was clear and swiftly moving and blue in the channels."

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Dans la vie on prend toujours le mauvais chemin au bon moment. Dany Laferrière.