Sublime

Bach’s Well-Tempered Clavier.

eulogized

Il pleuvait, cette nuit-là. Pas très fort, mais c’était une de ces longues pluies caractéristiques de l’automne, qui ne semblait pas près de s’interrompre. Comme une confession monotone mille fois réitérée.

used to wonder if he could hear what the spirits said to him if he was so hard of hearing.

This was my one great vacation in life. It would have to end sometime, but until it did I was determined to enjoy it.

“Don’t worry,” she said. “I’m the only one here. The two