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Les âmes sensibles
On se laisse facilement distraire chaque jour par le contingent et l’anecdotique qui certes, sur le moment, ont leur importance puisqu’ils appartiennent à notre quotidien, mais qui, en prenant trop de place, agissent comme un filtre entre nous et notre âme profonde. Il ne faudrait pas privilégier un petit événement ponctuel au détriment d’un acte ou d’un moment essentiel. C’est ce à quoi je pensais l’autre jour lorsqu’une personne qui m’est très chère m’a dit qu’elle n’avait plus beaucoup d’années à vivre.BF
bonne lecture, bon livre, bonne page Bonnes Pages bonnes feuilles bonne feuille, avec ou sans tiret, avec ou sans point, j'ai longtemps hésité sur le titre de ce site, j'ai finalement choisi : "bonnes-feuilles" au pluriel et avec un tiret...
poésies par thèmes
Long Piddleton, Northants, is one of those bucolic and historic English towns in which most people know each other, perhaps too well for comfort, and life proceeds at a relaxed pace. It is the ancestral home of Melrose Plant, and the adopted home of his annoying aunt by marriage, Agatha (“the albatross his uncle shot down and left to hang around his nephew’s neck”).
Femme Noir » 2010 » July
Dystopian novels—stories of the horrific future—are so common as to be almost forgettable.
The 16 Best Dystopian Books Of All Time
King Arthur & The Knights of the Round Table | History, Legend and Everything in Between
The answer is yes, according to Chretien de Troyes. He it was who invented Lancelot and added him to Arthur's court as a Knight of the Round Table. We can point to one man to give us the Lancelot-Guinevere adultery story: Chretien de Troyes.Danteworlds
Welcome to Danteworlds, an integrated multimedia journey--combining artistic images, textual commentary, and audio recordings--through the three realms of the afterlife (Inferno, Purgatory, Paradise) presented in Dante's Divine Comedy. The site is structured around a visual representation of Dante's worlds: it shows who and what appear where.
My Father's Dragon.
One cold rainy day when my father was a little boy, he met an old alley cat on his street. The cat was very drippy and uncomfortable so my father said, "Wouldn't you like to come home with me?"Naomi Fontaine | Kuessipen
Nudea10About the time I started to think about writing HOPE ROAD, I made a discovery that came as quite a surprise: my uncle John had been an international arms dealer. He died on a flight from Amsterdam in 1984, slumped in the toilet, his throat cut. Funny, isn’t it, how certain things in a family’s past are simply ignored, never talked about, as if everyone agrees that some dark, shared secret must remain unspoken.
Murder, Mystery & Mayhem: A Resource for Readers
King Arthur, who was he?