Violette Leduc
Violette Leduc
Violette Leducwas a French author...
NationalityFrench
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth7 April 1907
CountryFrance
age begin grief immense inside open sake simply weeping wide
At the age of five, of six, at the age of seven, I used to begin weeping sometimes without warning, simply for the sake of weeping, my eyes open wide to the sun, to the flowers... I wanted to feel an immense grief inside me, and it came.
afraid nose present
I was afraid of having to present my big nose to strangers.
memories butterfly thinking
To have an inner life, to think, to juggle and leap, to become a tightrope walker in the world of ideas. To attack, to riposte, to refute, what a contest, what acclaim. To understand. The most generous word of all. Memory. To retain, a geyser of felicity. Intelligence. The agonizing poverty of my mind. Words and ideas flitting in and out like butterflies. My brain a dandelion seed blown in the wind.
talking feelings our-words
We are talking. It's a shame. What is said is murdered. Our words that will not grow any bigger or any lovelier will wilt inside our bones. Words wither feelings.
summer fire solitude
I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music. It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips.
past sustenance
There's no sustenance in the past.
thinking people
I was and I always shall be hampered by what I think other people will say.