Et une fois de plus je m'avan c° ais le long de ces me" mes couloirs, marchant depuis des jours, depuis des mois, depuis des anne es, a' votre rencontre. And one more time, I advanced along these same hallways, walking for days, for months, for years, to meet you.
There is a famous Russian cartoon in which a hippopotamus, in the bush, points out a zebra to another hippopotamus: 'You see,' he says, 'now that’s f… - Alain Robbe-Grillet
There is a famous Russian cartoon in which a hippopotamus, in the bush, points out a zebra to another hippopotamus: 'You see,' he says, 'now that’s f…
- Alain Robbe-Grillet
What do young girls dream of? Of the knife and of blood. - Alain Robbe-Grillet
What do young girls dream of? Of the knife and of blood.
Memory belongs to the imagination. Human memory is not like a computer which records things; it is part of the imaginative process, on the same terms… - Alain Robbe-Grillet
Memory belongs to the imagination. Human memory is not like a computer which records things; it is part of the imaginative process, on the same terms…
Et une fois de plus je m'avan c° ais le long de ces me" mes couloirs, marchant depuis des jours, depuis des mois, depuis des anne es, a' votre re… - Alain Robbe-Grillet
Et une fois de plus je m'avan c° ais le long de ces me" mes couloirs, marchant depuis des jours, depuis des mois, depuis des anne es, a' votre re…
Premie' re approximation: j'e cris pour de truire, en les de crivant avec pre cision, des monstres nocturnes qui menacent d'envahir ma vie e ve… - Alain Robbe-Grillet
Premie' re approximation: j'e cris pour de truire, en les de crivant avec pre cision, des monstres nocturnes qui menacent d'envahir ma vie e ve…
Memory belongs to the imagination. - Alain Robbe-Grillet
Memory belongs to the imagination.
To tell the truth, girls are no longer the way they used to be. They play gangsters, nowadays, just like boys. They organize rackets. They plan holdu… - Alain Robbe-Grillet
To tell the truth, girls are no longer the way they used to be. They play gangsters, nowadays, just like boys. They organize rackets. They plan holdu…
On n'e chappe pas a' son sort. One cannot escape destiny. - Alain Robbe-Grillet
On n'e chappe pas a' son sort. One cannot escape destiny.
The art of the novel, however, has fallen into such a state of stagnation - a lassitude acknowledged and discussed by the whole of critical opinion -… - Alain Robbe-Grillet
The art of the novel, however, has fallen into such a state of stagnation - a lassitude acknowledged and discussed by the whole of critical opinion -…
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