Puritanism. The haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy.
H. L. Mencken
Le courage de briser ce qui commence à se fêler : The courage to shatterbreak what’s crackweakening.
We have a French word between to break and to shatter : briser. So I’ll say shatterbreak, voilà. Briser is often used for glass, but also for the silence : We don’t say “casser le silence” (to break the silence), but “briser le silence”. More : “des bris de verre” are little pieces of broken glass. It seems that in English, “broken glass” contains “little pieces” of broken glass.
I know, split hairs… in four.
There are two types of spouse : those who say nice things about their spouse in public, and those who denigrate him/her there.
It’s a clear splendid day of November and you have two kids. Do you go downtown in toy stores to hear your kids screaming asking and yelling at you to buy this and that, or do you go playing in the sun, watch them running under trees and hitting piles of dead leaves?
Idea for a story beginning : a TV star meets someone who NEVER watches TV (he doesn’t even own one), who therefore doesn’t recognize him/her.
Lures. What kind? What for? Made by who? Oneself?
Have a nice week end!
It’s fall! Listen to Brahms! Or Takemitsu…
Dare to listen to this really?