January 8th, 2014

There are days when everything I see seems to me charged with meaning: messages it would be difficult for me to communicate to others, define, translate into words, but which for this very reason appear to me decisive. They are announcements or presages that concern me or the world at once: for my part, not only the external events of my existence but also what happens inside, in the depths of me; and for the world, not some particular event but the general way of being of all things.

Italo Calvino, fr. If on a Winter’s Night a Traveller

Jan 9 2014
1:20 am
spudart writes:

You will understand therefore my difficulty in speaking about it, except by allusion.

Feb 10 2014
3:41 pm
Florie Neveu-Viau writes:


I want to tell you that your books are SPECTACULAR;) I can not wait to buy mine :)!!!
Thanks you , bye bye …


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