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I clap my hands together. (Where do I get the strength, the burst of energy?) To chase away the ghosts. Dispel my fears. Arrange the dream. Maintain a kind of balance
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Anne Hébert |
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That's what it means to be out of your mind. To let yourself be carried away by a dream. To give it room, let it grow wild and thick, until it overruns you.
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fiction
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Anne Hébert |
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Ici, je me cache quand je veux. Je puis me cacher des jours et des jours, sans qu'on sache si j'existe ou non, et, sans que je le sache bien moi-meme. Je m'enferme la-haut. Je lis, je dors, je reve. Je ne bouge plus.
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Anne Hébert |
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And now the bride begins to move. Little mechanical doll, clinging to her husband's arm, climbing into the carriage. Her white silk stocking, her elegant shoe.
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literature
fiction
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Anne Hébert |
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My love, I'm here. I'll wait my whole life through until you're done, there in the cove at Kamouraska. Until you wash your blood-soaked hands and make your way back to me
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love-quotes
romance
love
my-love
wait-for-you
here
return
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Anne Hébert |
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I steal a glance when no one is looking. Especially at his neck, when he turns to say something to my mother. That slender neck, with its air of determination, brisk and bold...
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literature
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Anne Hébert |