Quotes from The List of My Desires

“I’d like to have the chance to decide what my life will be like, I think that’s the best present anyone can get. The chance to decide what your life will be like.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“السعادة هي استمرار المرء بالرغبة بما لديه.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“Men know the damage a few words can do to girls’ hearts, and, idiots that we are, we swoon away and fall into the trap, excited because at last a man has set one for us”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“كنت أعرف أن هذه النقود يمكن أن تفيدني, لكن يمكن أن تؤذيني أيضا..”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“يعرف آن الآلم يعيد رسم الوجوه ويغيّر لون العيون”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“الطمع يشعل كل شيء في طريقه.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“It's only in books that you can change your life. Wipe out everything in a stroke. Do away with the weight of things. Delete the nasty parts, and then at the end of a sentence suddenly find yourself on the far side of the world.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“Desire is always followed by boredom. And only love can defeat boredom. Love with a capital L; we all dream of it.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“Being rich means seeing all that's ugly and having the arrogance to think you can change things. All you have to do is pay for it.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“يمكن لكتاب أن يغيّر شذرات من حياة وأجزاء من عبارات؛ وأن يفضي إلى إرتياد دروب غير مطروقة”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“My mother’s been living alone for over ten years. She gets up at six every morning. She makes herself a coffee. She waters her plants. She listens to the news on the radio. She drinks her coffee. She has a quick wash. An hour later, at seven, her day is over. Two months ago a neighbour told her about your blog, and she asked me to buy her one of those thingummyjigs – by a thingummyjig she meant a computer. And since then, thanks to your trimmings, your ribbon bows, your tie-backs for curtains, she’s rediscovered the joys of life. So don’t tell me you don’t know any answers.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“Plein de choses nouvelles. Mais rien de différent.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“I knew in my bones that while it could do good, the money could also do harm. Greed burns everything on its path.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“Yes I am loved. But I no longer love.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“لأن احتياجاتنا هي أحلامنا الصغيرة اليومية، هي اشياؤنا الصغيرة الواجب فعلها”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“حين يحب المرء أحدًا ويفقده، إذًا هو مخطئ.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“أغنّي لنفسي، بصمت، ووجهي ملتفت نحو البحر المظلم. إنني محبوبة. لكنني لم أعد أحب.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“إذا استطاع أن يقرأ روحي من النظر إلى ظهري، فهو يعرف الآن وهو يرى عيني خوفي من نفسي”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“Дали хубавите неща, изживени заедно, стават грозни, защото човекът, който е радвал живота ви, ви е измамил?”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“كلما كَبُرتْ الأكاذيب، قلّ أن يرى الناس قدومها”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“Plus les mensonges sont gros, moins on les voit venir.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“لم أجب قط على رسالة قاتلي. تركتها تنزلق، تفر من يدي - رفرفت الأوراق .لبرهة، وحين لامست أخيرا الأرض تحولت إلى رماد ورحتُ أضحك”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“nos besoins sont nos petits rêves quotidiens. Ce sont nos petites choses à faire, qui nous projettent à demain, à après-demain, dans le futur ; ces petits rien qu’on achètera la semaine prochaine et qui nous permettent de penser que la semaine prochaine, on sera encore vivants.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“Les hommes savent les désastres que certains mots déclenchent dans le coeur des filles ; et nous, pauvres idiotes, nous pâmons et tombons dans le piége, excitées qu'un homme nous en ait enfin tendu un”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“..Holidays far apart from each other, going short of things, hours of cold and solitude? Fears? Does money cut distances short, bring people together?”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“Because our needs are our little daily dreams The little things to be done that project us into tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the future; trivial things that we plan to buy next week, allowing us to think that next week we'll still be alive.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“Sorrow is allowed, sorrow is advised; all we have to do is let go, all we have to do is love.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“Oui, je pense que tout ce qui vient du passé n'est pas dépassé. Faire soi-même possède quelque chose de très beau; prendre le temps, c'est important. Oui, je pense que tout va trop vite. On parle trop vite. On réfléchit trop vite, quand on réfléchit! On envoie des mails, des textos sans se relire, on perd lélégance de l'orthographe, la politesse, le sens des choses. (p. 94)”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“Las abuelas son mejores madres, una madre está demasiado ocupada siendo una mujer.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

“Une fois, il m'a dit que j'étais belle. Il y a plus de vingt ans et j'avais un peu plus de vingt ans. J'étais joliment vêtue, un faux air de Dior; il voulait coucher avec moi. Son compliment eut raison de mes jolis vêtements.
Vous voyez, on se ment toujours.
Parce que l'amour ne résisterait pas à la vérité.”
― Grégoire Delacourt, quote from The List of My Desires

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“Send me home, Legna,” he commanded her, his voice hoarse with suppressed emotion.
She moved her head in affirmation even as she leaned toward him to catch his mouth once more in a brief, territorial kiss, her teeth scoring his bottom lip as she broke away. It was an incidental wound, one he could heal in the blink of an eye. But he wouldn’t erase her mark on him, and they both knew it.
Finally, she stepped back, closed her eyes, and concentrated on picturing his home in her thoughts. She had been in his parlor dozens of times as a guest, always accompanied by Noah. His library, his kitchen, even the grounds of the isolated estate were well known to her. She could have sent him to any of those locations.
But as she began to focus, her mind’s eye was filled with the image of a dark, elegant room she had never seen before. Hand-carved ebony-paneled walls soared up into a vast ceiling, enormous windows of intricate stained glass spilled colored light over the entire room as if a multitude of rainbows had taken up residence. It all centered around an enormous bed, the coverlet’s color indistinguishable under the blanket of colorful dawn sunlight that streamed into the room. She could feel the sun’s warmth, ready and waiting to cocoon any weary occupant who thrived on sleeping in the heat of the muted daylight sun. It was a beautiful room, and she knew without a doubt that it was Gideon’s bedroom and that he had shared the image of it with her. If she sent him there, it would be the first time she had ever teleported someone to a place she had not first seen for herself. The ability to take images of places from others’ minds for teleporting purposes was an advanced Elder ability.
“You can do it,” he encouraged her softly, all of his thoughts and his will completely full of his belief in that statement.
Legna kept his gaze for one last long moment, and with a flick of a wrist sent him from the room with a soft pop of moving air. She exhaled in wonder, everything inside of her knowing without a doubt that he had appeared in his bedroom, safe and sound, that very next second. Legna turned to look at her own bed and wondered how she would ever be able to sleep.
Nelissuna . . . go to bed. I will help you sleep.
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