Marc Levy · 281 pages
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“Il suffit d’une minuscule graine d’espoir pour planter tout un champ de bonheur… et d’un peu de patience pour lui laisser le temps de pousser.”
― Marc Levy, quote from Sept jours pour une éternité...
“[Dieu:] Est-ce vraiment moi qui ai inventé l'amour, ou est-ce l'amour qui m'a inventé?”
― Marc Levy, quote from Sept jours pour une éternité...
“Cuceririle amoroase sunt cele mai egoiste dintre cruciade.”
― Marc Levy, quote from Sept jours pour une éternité...
“Savoir simplement que tu es là quelque part sur cette terre sera, dans mon enfer, mon petit coin de paradis.”
― Marc Levy, quote from Sept jours pour une éternité...
“– Tu t'es beaucoup ennuyée?
– Soixante-quatre voitures sont passées dans ta rue, dont dix-neuf vertes!”
― Marc Levy, quote from Sept jours pour une éternité...
“Fiecare oglindă îţi oferă imaginea unui spectacol jucat fără niciun spectator, în care actriţa e propria-ţi mizerie.”
― Marc Levy, quote from Sept jours pour une éternité...
“Lucrul cel mai bun din noi e ascuns pe undeva şi trebuie să-i dăm o mână de ajutor ca să-şi deschidă aripile, nu să le sufoce.”
― Marc Levy, quote from Sept jours pour une éternité...
“L'amore è una particella di speranza, l'eterno rinnovarsi del mondo, il sentiero della terra promessa, colui che trova la sua metà diventi più completo dell'umanità intera. non è l'uomo che è unico in se stesso, è nel momento in cui comincia ad amare che lo diventa.”
― Marc Levy, quote from Sept jours pour une éternité...
Marc Levy
Born place: in Boulogne-Billancourt, France
Born date October 16, 2018
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“Books are but dead bodies to you, and a library nothing but a catacomb!”
― George MacDonald, quote from Lilith
“What they don´t tell you about Europe is how completely lame it is.”
― Alex Flinn, quote from A Kiss in Time
“Around the glade this pair of woodland nymphs danced. He swept her in a waltz to a duet that was sometimes off tune, sometimes rent with giggling and laughter as they made their own music. A breathless Erienne fell to a sun-dappled hummock of deep, soft moss, and laughing for the pure thrill of the day, she spread her arms, creating a comely yellow-hued flower on the dark green sward while seeming every bit as fragile as a blossom to the man who watched her. With bliss-bedazzled eyes, she gazed through the treetops overhead where swaying branches, bedecked in the first bright green of spring, caressed the underbellies of the freshlet zephyrs, and the fleecy white clouds raced like frolicking sheep across an azure lea. Small birds played courting games, and the earlier ones tended nests with single-minded perseverance. A sprightly squirrel leapt across the spaces, and a larger one followed, bemused at the sudden coyness of his mate. Christopher came to Erienne and sank to his knees on the thick, soft carpet, then bracing his hands on either side of her, slowly lowered himself until his chest touched her bosom. For a long moment he kissed those blushing lips that opened to him and welcomed him with an eagerness that belied the once-cool maid. Then he lifted her arm and lay beside her, keeping her hand in his as he shared her viewpoint of the day. They whispered sweet inanities, talked of dreams, hopes, and other things, as lovers are wont to do. Erienne turned on her side and taking care to keep her hand in the warm nest, ran her other fingers through his tousled hair.
“You need a shearing, milord,” she teased. He rolled his head until he could look up into those amethyst eyes. “And does my lady see me as an innocent lamb ready to be clipped?”
At her doubtful gaze, he questioned further. “Or rather a lusting, long-maned beast? A zealous suitor come to seduce you?”
Erienne’s eyes brightened, and she nodded quickly to his inquiry.
“A love-smitten swain? A silver-armored knight upon a white horse charging down to rescue you?”
“Aye, all of that,” she agreed through a giggle. She came to her knees and grasped his shirt front with both hands. “All of that and more.” She bent to place a honeyed kiss upon his lips, then sitting back, spoke huskily. “I see you as my husband, as the father of my child, as my succor against the storm, protector of my home, and lord of yonder manse. But most of all, I see you as the love of my life.”
-Erienne & Christopher”
― Kathleen E. Woodiwiss, quote from A Rose in Winter
“No, see the slide’s too high. He could fall and get a concussion. (Wulf)
Forget that. He could rack himself on the teeter-totter. (Chris)
Teeter-totter nothing. The swings are a choking hazard. Whose idea was it for him to have this? (Urian)”
― Sherrilyn Kenyon, quote from Kiss of the Night
“She was one of those women who are never handsome till they are old, and she had had the wisdom to embrace the beauty of age as early as possible.”
― George Eliot, quote from Daniel Deronda
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