The Lovely Bones (Alice Seabold) 14 février, 2010

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« These were the lovely bones that had grown around my absence: the connections — sometimes tenuous, sometimes made at great cost, but often magnificent — that happened after I was gone. And I began to see things in a way that let me hold the world without me in it. The events my death brought were merely the bones of a body that would become whole at some unpredictable time in the future. The price of what I came to see as this miraculous lifeless body had been my life. »

Quote from The Lovely Bones, novel, Alice Seabold.

Mystère… 1 octobre, 2009

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« Où je suis, la mort n’est pas, et quand la mort est là, c’est moi qui n’y suis plus. »



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