Marie-Aude Murail's quotes (sethmessenger.fr - Some short news to get away from it all).

#42285
- It's not that simple. "It's me, Simple. - Well, my name is Complicated.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Simple)

#42291
K.a. We're all in the mud, but some of us are looking at the stars. Me, is that from Mr. Wilde? K.a. Yes. Me Why do you say that to me? K.a. Because I could go down to Hell with you, I would always see Heaven... Forgive me, I didn't have lunch. I am always romantic when I have an empty stomach. Hello, Miss Tiddler.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Miss Charity)

#42292
After swallowing a kilo of noodles between them, they found themselves in the tiny room that the great aunt had made available to them. Kléber pulled out his cell phone. Simple always watched him. "You have a phephalone," he said in a tone of envy. Why don't I have a tepedone? "Because you're too small," Kléber replied distractedly. So, 01... 48... - 12, 3, B, 1000, 100. Kléber passed his hand on his forehead. his brother had further confused him. Anyway, what's the point of calling their dad? Mr. Maluri knew only one solution: the institution. He would tell her to hand simple over to Malicroix. "Cuckoo!" said a mischievous voice. Simple, sitting in a suit on the bed, hid something behind him. He repeated "cuckoo" in a promising tone. two ears of flaccid and greyish tissue propped from his back. He waved them. "Missed more than him," Kléber mumbled. "Who's that? -I don't know. The fun had to last. "It's with "in" in it," said Simple. "Is he a leprechaun?" "No, no " Is it a shark? Simple choked with laughter. "Is that Mr. Pinpin?" - Ouiiii! screamed Simple, brandishing a stuffed old rabbit whose ears were trembling.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Simple)

#42296
She [Marie-Aude Murail at the age of 12]: With all my strength I refuse the murder of soul! The murder of a soul because of two or three toddlers. The equipment won't kill me. Rub the brass, do the silverware, seen? In a family everyone must bear their share of daily mediocrity or there is a sacrifice. The eternal sacrificed. But I'm not going to be that one. Not out of selfishness, but out of refusal of ease, I won't be that one. Me [Marie-Aude Murail today]: You refuse to be a woman like "that one," I refused to be a mother like "that one." Then I was a woman like the others, a mother like all mothers. Do I regret it? Is that what you want to know? I was sometimes surprised that Mum was satisfied with a vicarious artistic life, but I was hurt by the reason that my father, despite his four children, considered his life to be a failure because he was a misunderstood poet. What do I conclude? That for me the full cardboard, the successful life, is Dickens and his ten children? But this is a male figure. If you look at women writers, what do you see? Jane Austen, no children; the Bronte sisters, no children; Madame d'Aulnoy, a "White Cat" and a "Blue Bird"; Beatrix Potter, rabbits; Marguerite Yourcenar, no children; Colette, a 40-year-old girl; Alexandra David-Néel, a Tibetan adopted son; Simone de Beauvoir, a adopted daughter as an adult; Anaïs Nin, no child; Virginia Woolf, no children; Hannah Arendt, no children; Selma Lagerlif, no children; Karen Blixen, no child ... Ok, the Countess of Segur, eight children, but she published after raising them. Would I have written better if I had been a free woman, with no children to watch in the garden, no shopping cart to fill in Carrefour? I probably would have written more. And surely something else. I wrote in the hubbub of life, my notebook on my lap, kids taking their snacks or doing their homework next to me, with Goldorak in the background. I didn't have the room of my own until I was 42, and contrary to Virginia's recommendation, it didn't lock. When I was writing, I had an angel behind my back.

Marie-Aude Murail
(In us many men breathe)

#42297
"I need children's books. They give me a profusion of what the books of the greats give so cheesy: optimism. "

Marie-Aude Murail
(Source inconnue)

#42303
- But why aren't you the one who's mute? lamented Dad Larbi. In my day, when my father spoke, no one cut him. He said, "To hear is to obey." "In that case, I want to be deaf," said Djemilah.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Simple)

#42304
On the verge of retirement, Ms. Dumayet was never left out of a pedagogical innovation. This time, the idea had been blown to her by one of her young friends, a kindergarten teacher. "We're going to have a debate," she said. - Will we be filmed? - Raise your finger, Nour, before you say something stupid. Ms. Dumayet explained to her students that they were going to debate a topic. Everyone could take turns speaking and would be listened to respectfully. - We'll be careful to let the little ones talk. Ms. Dumayet had a double-level class of fifteen fifth graders and ten CPs. Jeanne raised her hand. - What is the theme? "I was going to tell you," said the mistress, who, doubting nothing, added, "Today we are going to wonder what love is. So you take a few moments of reflection and when you think you have something interesting to share... Already, Mathis, are you sure? The young boy, with his hand raised, launched himself without the slightest hesitation: - Love is to love someone, to have a child and then to separate. (p. 34-35)

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, season 4)

#42305
"It would be nice," she said to Bart, "if you would give me a gift." "Here! And why would I make you one? "Because you love me," said the little girl with her tender and bold smile. "That's a lot of girl's reasoning," replied Bart, dismissively.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Oh, boy !)

#42310
I was having this strange experience that a joy that cannot be shared almost becomes a sorrow.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Miss Charity)

#42311
This time, Simple was associated with the preparations to the point that he came to speak of Kléber's birthday as his own. - What am I going to get as a gift? he asked his brother. - What would you like? - A phelonone, a tevetizer and an ordonizer. - It's a bit expensive. Would a watch be okay with you? - Ouiiiii! - I buy you the hammer that goes with it? Simple understood the joke and burst out laughing. "There is no handsome man," he said. He had matured a lot. "I think there is less and less talk of Mr. Pinpin," remarked Corentin. "Simple needs it less," said Kléber. He's got friends now.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Simple)

#42312
Chapter 13 that does not exist so as not to bring bad luck to the Morlevent.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Oh, boy !)

#42313
- Hey Dad, it's yellow and it crosses the wall? launched Lazarus, full of spirit at 8:10 (thanks to the children's melatonin). "Mff," said Savior, slumping in his kitchen chair. - It's the magic banana! And you know what's red and crashing into the wall? Huh? You don't know? ... It's a tomato that has taken for the magic banana! - Mffdrôle, manages to articulate Saint-Yves. Gabin wanted to interfere between father and son and without thinking (which was a constant in him) he said: - What is blue with blond hair and spitting wood chips? Savior and Lazarus looked at each other, intrigued. - It's the smurfette that cuts a pipe to Pinocchio!

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, Season 1)

#42314
- Don't you think you'd better look for work? suggested Tot, [...] "The problem, when we search, is that we risk finding it," remarked Barthelemy. - You really don't want to do anything in life? worried the neighbor. "Not really nothing," Bart conceded. Just not much. Video game tester, for example. He thought and added cautiously: - Part-time.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Oh, boy !)

#42315
(in 2054) This year, I have the information that my sister had. I hear she's cool. Her name is Mrs. Poincom, she is 82 years old, this is her last year before retirement.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Zapland)

#42316
Laurence thought she might be lucky to have no children, brothers or sisters. At least a plate of chocolate, we can clearly see the beginning and the end; while family stories...

Marie-Aude Murail
(Oh, boy !)

#42317
Gabin's eyes filled with tears - slowly, because everything took time. - What's the point? mumbled, he mumbled. - What's the point? - But everything. High school. Math. The studies. Savior cast out the untimely thought of Charlotte, bac 5, unemployed. - It serves to find its place in society. Don't you have any plans for the future? Any idea what you'd like to do? - Night elf. - Is that your ambition: to spend your life in a coma in front of a screen? Savior was angry at being so sanctimonious in front of Gabin. He knew it was ineffective with a teenager. (p. 206-207)

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, Season 1)

#42318
"Is your father okay?" - I'm fine. [...] - What about the girls? - Status quo. Samuel was a rarity: a boy with vocabulary. - Who are you on right now? innocently inquired Savior. - If I were on her, I wouldn't need to tell you about it. - When it comes to sexuality, all expressions are two-way. "The croque-madame is for whom?" said a voice above them. "For me," replied Savior, raising his finger. "You amaze me," mumbled Samuel. (p. 72)

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, season 4)

#42319
"He asked me if I wanted to keep his little one and, as I have nothing against blacks, I said yes," added Nicole, thinking of building Louise with her good feelings. I do not know if it is in your taste, the mixtures of breed, but I find that little Lazarus is not naughty figure. When they're not TROP black, they're fine. Louise listened, tetanus by this display of racism and good conscience. "What's a shame is that name," continued the nanny. - That name? - But "Lazarus"! It must also be said that the father is called Savior. My husband, he had known a named Fetnat because he was born on the day of the national holiday! I mean, I don't mind. They do what they want. As long as they stay at home. But there are too many in Orleans. We are no longer at home. I'm not saying that for Dr. Savior, he's paying for what he owes, he's clean, there's no worries. Black people, there are property.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, Season 1)

#42323
- I'm a. It's from birth. Who am I bothering? "Me," said Simeon. Can't you see I'm reviewing?

Marie-Aude Murail
(Oh, boy !)

#42324
What do we recognize about love? To the elasticity of the ground under your feet, to the fizz of the air you breathe...

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, season 2)

#42325
- You... Would you like to come in for a cup of tea? she fully ranted, unarmed. - I don't like tea. - It doesn't matter, I don't have one.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, season 2)

#42326
- I suspect sugar plays a role in its condition. [...] Overconsumption of sugar causes the pancreas to work too much. It releases large amounts of insulin, resulting in hypoglycemia. The person then has a pump stroke, which he compensates by taking sugar. And here we go again for a ride! In total, you get someone like Blandine, who is sometimes restless, sometimes tired, and who can't concentrate. It sounds like hyperactivity, but it's not hyperactivity. It is an eating disorder, which is becoming more and more widespread. (p. 146-147)

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, season 2)

#42327
Kléber turned: - What's all this about the knife? ... - It's a knife for fake. - Show it. - Gnemongni. - What? ... - That's my zizi. Kléber remained stunned for a few seconds. -But you're a jerk. - Oh, oh, naughty word.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Simple)

#42328
The Alexandrian is fourteen feet, the twelve of the verse and the two on which you stand.

Marie-Aude Murail
(3000 ways to say I love you)

#42329
Cecile [widow before 30 years] never remarried. When, later on, she was asked to think about it, she had this answer: "Marry an old man? My husband is young. »

Marie-Aude Murail
(In us many men breathe)

#42332
Sensing that he was at the centre of the conversation, Bounty [the hamster] began to make a joke. He climbed the bars of his cage, moved sideways with great agility and then, unable like all hamsters to descend from where he was climbed, he dropped heavily. He stood motionless for a few moments, a little stunned by his reception on the ground, and then went back to the wire as if the previous experience had taught him nothing. - Is he really stupid or is he doing this to make himself interesting? Gabin wondered. "That's the question I ask myself quite often about my patients," saint-Yves replied. There is always a risk in asking people what they think of you. So we prefer to get the questions and answers in our heads.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, Season 1)

#42334
Dingley Bell did not show his best when we returned as owners. It had been raining since the morning and the house smelled musty. But Ned was waiting for us and Nefertiti was in the stable. The rain stopped shortly before sunset and the sky took on adorable pink hues. My happiness was so great that evening that I could not hold up in my room. I put on my boots, threw a shawl over my shoulders and went down to the garden. The earth was all soggy, but the air was soft and fragrant. I walked up to the stone wall without hearing any noise other than that of my steps tearing off the slush. I looked up at the sky. The night was beautiful, crossed by the Milky Way. I was in the mud, I was looking at the stars, and you were there, Kenneth Ashley.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Miss Charity)

#42335
- The other Morlevent is a real one. He's our half-brother. He works in an antique shop. The word "seller" was repugnant to Simeon. Seller, it was the same as con. But he had saved the best for last. - His name is Bartholomew - Wah! made the two sisters - It's like the Mage King is ecstatizing Venice. Morgane and Simeon looked at each other with a smile. Both knew that the little sister was confused with Balthazar. But the idea of a big brother arriving on a camel was not to displease.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Oh, boy !)

#42336
It's easier to be cruel than to be funny.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Miss Charity)

#42337
For him, a teenager who was making a fuss at a family meal was not a problem, but a basic principle.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, season 2)

#42338
- It's a shock. The doctor could not find anything else to explain the hallucinations that took hold of Simple for three days. The roommates took turns to watch over him, and one morning it was Corentin's turn. He glanced at Simple, who appeared to be asleep, and then sat down in the chair. "Where is he, Mr. Pinpin?" Corentin leapt from his seat, as if he had just poked himself into it. Simple had straightened up, more shaggy than ever, the blue of his eyes igniting the straw of his hair. "How are you, old man?" Do you recognize me, Corentin? "Wherever he is, Mr. Pinpin?" Corentin caught the plush wholeened on the shelf. Simple took it and put it in front of him. A strange sadness could be seen on his visa. Why are people being mean to Mr. Pinpin? Simple had a knack for upsetting Corentin. He began by turning his head away to wipe his eyes. It's not... not really that they are mean. But people don't understand Mr. Pinpin well. It is... it is too different from them. With his big ears and... Uh... his whiskers. Finally, you see it's a rabbit... - A talking rabbit, the Simple A assist. "Yes, that's it. People, they're surprised, they're a little scared. Simple sigh: - It's complicated. - Well, stay simple. People don't care. - Oh, oh naughty word. Corentin ran to warn Enzo at the salon: - He's cured!

Marie-Aude Murail
(Simple)

#42343
Had I lived for seventeen years among rats, rabbits and birds to endure human antics on my birthday?

Marie-Aude Murail
(Miss Charity)

#42344
Mr. Morlevent, the judge warned him quite solemnly, you are in the presence of your half-brother and your half-sisters, Simeon, Morgana and Venice Morlevent. - From my... of my..., suffocated Bartholomew. Venice had finally stood before him, his drawing in hand. "I made you a house," she explained. This is the one we're going to live with you. This is my bed high up and this is the freezer. Bartholomew stooped down to hear the little girl's comments. With each new precision, he made "oh, boy!" look frightened. - I drew you three hearts with your name because I love you a little, a lot, to madness. They looked at each other, almost face to face, and Venice asked the fundamental question, one that allows for the first sorting between the wicked and the good. - Do you like kisses?

Marie-Aude Murail
(Oh, boy !)

#42345
[ separated mother, to her 10-year-old son in alternating custody] - How was it with your father this week? - He's a jerk. -It's not said! - But it's true! Ask Alice. This is what Louise did as soon as Alice came back from college. How was the week? Nickel. If you get married only to get divorced, you don't have to, and if you make children to be as boring as she and her brothers, it's not worth it either. "At least you're lucid," said Louise [the mother]. "Isn't it?" replied Alice [the 14-year-old], her tone slamming. Louise was discouraged. Her children looked so jaded. Would they believe in a new family life? (p. 145-146)

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, season 4)

#42346
Since the day before, they were children-who-have-not-parents. Venice admitted it perfectly. People had no reason to lie to him. At the same time, it made no sense. Mum may have died, but she should lead her to the dance on Monday, because the lady in the dance class, she doesn't like to miss us.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Oh, boy !)

#42347
This moment of theatre, blood and gold, emerging out of nowhere, crashed in the three of us like a shrapnel in the head of a hairy! But we didn't know about it at the time because we weren't talking.

Marie-Aude Murail
(3000 ways to say I love you)

#42348
I've loved you since... for an eternity of time. I've tried to tell you ving times. Oh I know! We're not from the same world. I have received nothing but a sloppy education and, apart from debts, I have nothing to my credit. You have received a refined education among toads and mice. Because, besides, you're crazy! That's it, I love a crazy girl. You're terrifying me, Miss Tiddler. You're terrifying! Me "A man always describes himself unconsciously when he describes someone else"

Marie-Aude Murail
(Miss Charity)

#42349
"It's Rabbit Tooth," replied Morgane. He says that Mum died because she... that she has... Boy... bubu She began to sob, momentarily unable to finish her sentence. Simeon turned to her little sister who whispered like a shameful secret: - Because she drank Vecé Duck. Simeon again took the time to smile. It was something he had to prepare his answers when he was a little caught off guard. "Anything," he said with authority. We've never had a Vece Duck at home. "Ah well," sighed Venice, fully comforted.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Oh, boy !)

#42363
I was brought to an early age, since I was not fifteen years old, to be interested in various forms of rot. By chance, I forgot a piece of bread for Peter on the window sill. A few days later, I was able to regale my eyes with a beautiful mold of white stems finished by small black balls that are spores. Mold did not take me away from my primary interest in mycology, since they are also fungi. I then did various experiments such as throwing dead flies into a closed jar of water. After a few days, the flies covered themselves with a light white film - which I could study under a microscope. I also had fun locking damaged fruit in a jar and placing them in different places: in a warm cupboard, on a cool shelf in the cellar, behind a window exposed to the sun, which allowed me to determine the best conditions for mold development. My science diary was proliferating and Herr Schmal was applauding me, going so far as to say that young girls should do science rather than embroidery. One day I dared to tell him of my plan to bring together in one study all the mushrooms that could grow in a London garden.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Miss Charity)

#42364
Do the secrets that surround you from their clouds prevent you from living, growing, loving? This was the question he asked himself about each of his patients, Ella, Margaux, Blandine, Cyrille, Lucile, Marion, Élodie, Gabin. Do they, do we need to know everything?

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, Season 1)

#42365
- I'm broken, actually. "Broken," repeated the echo. [the shrink] - I know, [Doctor] Dubois-Machin, he says it's depression. But I don't feel depressed. I just don't want what's out there. Outside, it's like a horror movie. I'm trying not to think about it. That's my life. Don't think. - How do you 'not think'? questioned Savior, as someone who doubted that this would be possible. - It's not complicated. You make yourself a cup of tea, you get on your station, you come into a game that's started. We kill each other, there are two teams. That's the kind of thing you need to know thoroughly to know where to hit, and all that. You have a gun, you shoot, it's in subjective camera. It's very realistic. It's clear. After that, you wait until you're tired to go to bed. But, like, you're falling asleep. (p. 14)

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, season 4)

#42366
What could she propose to Alice while waiting for the time to drop her off at Selma's? She used the last cartridge of the parent who doesn't know what to do with the kid. Mr. McDonald.Com.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, season 2)

#42367
Emmanuel stated that Simple's case was a matter of hospitalization in psychiatry. Kléber exploded: - We've already put him in a specialized institution, figure it out. My father got rid of it and remarried. Simple was mentally deficient, but in Malicroix they drove him crazy. He wasn't reacting to anything. So I took it out of there. I told my father I'd take care of Simple. I'll never give it to Malicroix, ever. If you don't want him anymore, you don't want me anymore. Well, never mind. Continue your little life of students cared for by mom and dad. And be happy.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Simple)

#42368
"When I grow up, I'll be a writer" and Dad said, "You can't do both at once." I heard it was a joke...

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, season 2)

#42369
Facebook hasn't improved me. Social networks are really the sewers of humanity.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Source inconnue)

#42370
"I like this phrase from Malraux," he said [to Louise]: "For the most part, man is what he hides: a miserable little pile of secrets." But if I put it in my office, I think it would offend people.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, Season 5)

#42371
"Happiness is being happy. It's not about making others think you are." Jules Fox

Marie-Aude Murail
(In us many men breathe)

#42374
"Find yourself a passion and you're saved," Mom told me when I was a teenager. (p. 93)

Marie-Aude Murail
(In us many men breathe)

#42376
- Is it always going wrong, love stories? Blandine inquired as she left the Savior. Or is it just my family? The question of Blandine was still saviour at the end of the day. (p. 219)

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, season 4)

#42377
- Stop, Paul, the feller his sister. You won't have any more tears for the funeral. Alice had thought she could afford a touch of black humour. Except this time Louise [her mother] couldn't stand it, and the slap went off, the first Alice received. Paul ran to his hamsters, Alice went to lock herself in his room, her cheek burning and her heart on fire. Louise was alone in the kitchen, convinced that deep down the monster was her. Now, in her room, drowning her tears in her pillow, Alice thought as much. She was horrible. Why did she want to joke when the poor old man was dying? Her mother would believe she was a psychopath! But it wasn't that, not that at all. In fact, she didn't know why she had reacted that way - 'odious', her mother had said. (p. 147-148)

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, season 4)

#42378
- We talked a little bit. He asked to be my friend. On Facebook, I mean. The boy had become Ella's 32nd friend. Then he asked her if she wanted to go out with him as a MP. - Going out in MP? "But no! He asked me in MP if I wanted to go out with him. MP is Facebook's private email. She was articulating like she was dealing with a deaf or an idiot. An adult.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, season 2)

#42380
- You want to work, don't you? "Yes, sir. - At fourteen? "Yes, sir. The principal was trying to keep an imposing air. He was conquered. Within seconds, he had understood that Louis belonged to the race of those who embarked at fifteen on whalers.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Maïté hairstyle)

#42381
Simple who was all packed in the corner of the wall, leapt on his stuffed animal and squeezed it against him. Kléber was able to go to bed with the very image of happiness engraved in the heart.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Simple)

#42382
- Don't you think you'd better look for work? suggested Aimée [...]. "The problem, when we search, is that we risk finding it," remarked Barthelemy. - You really don't want to do anything in life? worried the neighbor. "Not really nothing," Bart conceded. Just not much. Video game tester, for example. He thought and added cautiously: - Part-time.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Oh, boy !)

#42383
When people say a big stupidity, you have to answer them with a HUGE stupidity. Maybe that way they'll understand that they're stupid?

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, Season 1)

#42384
The man without imagination is only half human.

Marie-Aude Murail
(My life has changed)

#42385
I ran down the stairs. On the second floor, I hit our old neighbour, Miss Sainfoin. Older than her, you die. She has a camel hair coat and a beige turban on her hair in the great Mamamouchi kind. [...] - My book! she exclaimed. "He's there," I said, walking down two steps to pick him up. I pretended to dust it off, and that's when I spotted the label on the binder: 319 CAR. - Here? It's from the library, I noticed. It was a cream and pink candy book, sexy as the lingerie department at Damart. 'Storm wedding', promised the title. - I'm going to change it. [...] "Was he good?" I asked. "Yesii," she hesitated, "I liked 'The Lovers of Venice' better. This one was... There was less love and more... From... I wanted to help him: - More sex? My neighbor blushed up to the turban. Oh no. I wanted to say more history. It's happening under Louis XIV.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Sugar-free, thank you)

#42386
[She] has communist parents who forbid her from reading 'Arsène Lupin' because he is a thief. At home, the egalitarian passion is pushed so far that, in the morning, her two sisters dip their finger into their bowl of chocolate, to check that it reaches the same level. (p. 286)

Marie-Aude Murail
(In us many men breathe)

#42387
I thought I was very strong because I had just finished my psychology studies, because I was in love, because my name is Savior! I thought I was going to save her. -And you didn't succeed? Said Lazarus, compassionate voice? - Not because we will not save people from themselves, Lazarus. We can love them, accompany them, encourage them, support them. But everyone saves himself, if he wants to, if he can. You can help other Lazarus. But you're not almighty. I was not all-powerful. This was what he had learned at the dawn of his professional life, and in the most cruel way.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, Season 1)

#42388
"This is the happiest day of my life," he said when Kléber found him the second Playmobil ski under a piece of furniture. If, at that time, Kléber had been offered to exchange his brother for someone normal, he would have refused.

Marie-Aude Murail
(Simple)

#42389
"Elodie may need the situation to stabilize," said Saint-Yves. "Me too," Lucile said. You don't have to invent something new every week [in this family]. At times, I feel like I'm in a TV show! I must be cheesy, but I think all this, test-tube babies, sperm banks and the rest, it's not normal. I mean... It is not in nature. - No, but man is a denatured animal. You don't see a lot of cows driving a car, Savior joked. (p. 262-263)

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, Season 1)

#42390
Please give me a certificate," she said, imploring her with her eyes. Just one sentence, like, "Margaux is not crazy" or"She's crazy, but she's taking care of herself."

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, Season 1)

#42403
"Early use of books provides children with models and references [...] help him understand the world and overcome its difficulties... And then, by dint of frequenting fairies, ogres, ghosts and talking animals, he learns to distinguish between the real and the imaginary. The earlier one is imbued with popular and childish culture, the thicker one is imaginary, the less permeable one will be to false enchantments, be it those of fascinate politicians or sectarian gurus. To have your head in the stars at three years old is to have your feet on the ground at twenty years old. "

Marie-Aude Murail
(Source inconnue)

#42404
- You're not the one who writes beautiful phrases about friendship in your notebook? "Yes, and I found another: "Friendship is not to be exploited" - "Everyone thinks you're nice," said Paul, bitter. In fact, it is quite the opposite. "Jovo, he says that "good" is not written with a "c," retorted Lazarus, wounded but inflexible. (p 138)

Marie-Aude Murail
(Savior - Son, Season 6)

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