The more I read, the hungrier I become. Each book seemed promising, each page I turned offered an escapade, the allure of another world, other destinies, other dreams.
I wanted to cry, but the tears did not come. - Tatiana De Rosnay
I wanted to cry, but the tears did not come.
- Tatiana De Rosnay
It is not easy to explain how I felt while I read, but I will try. No doubt you, as a reader, will understand. It appeared I found myself in a place … - Tatiana De Rosnay
It is not easy to explain how I felt while I read, but I will try. No doubt you, as a reader, will understand. It appeared I found myself in a place …
I wanted to say sorry, I wanted to tell her I could not forget the roundup, the camp, Michel's death, and the direct train to Auschwitz that had take… - Tatiana De Rosnay
I wanted to say sorry, I wanted to tell her I could not forget the roundup, the camp, Michel's death, and the direct train to Auschwitz that had take…
Michel. In my dreams, you come and get me. You take me by the hand and you lead me away. This life is too much for me to bear. I look at the key and … - Tatiana De Rosnay
Michel. In my dreams, you come and get me. You take me by the hand and you lead me away. This life is too much for me to bear. I look at the key and …
You're playing with Pandora's box. Sometimes it's better not to open it. Sometimes, it's better not to know. - Tatiana De Rosnay
You're playing with Pandora's box. Sometimes it's better not to open it. Sometimes, it's better not to know.
She couldn't imagine why there was such a difference between those children and her. She couldn't imagine why she and all these other people with her… - Tatiana De Rosnay
She couldn't imagine why there was such a difference between those children and her. She couldn't imagine why she and all these other people with her…
You get attached to places, you know. Like people, I suppose. - Tatiana De Rosnay
You get attached to places, you know. Like people, I suppose.
When would he realize that it wasn't his infidelity I couldn't bear, but his cowardice? - Tatiana De Rosnay
When would he realize that it wasn't his infidelity I couldn't bear, but his cowardice?
And so I write this for you, My Sarah. With the hope that one day, when you’re old enough, this story that lives with me, will live with you as well.… - Tatiana De Rosnay
And so I write this for you, My Sarah. With the hope that one day, when you’re old enough, this story that lives with me, will live with you as well.…
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