Lastly, I accuse the first court-martial of having violated the law by condemning an accused person on one document kept secret, and I accuse the second court-martial of having, in obedience to orders, covered this illegality by committing in its turn the judicial crime of knowingly acquitting a guilty person.
I am here to live out loud.
While the storm was erupting, she stayed, staring at it, watching the shafts of lightning, like someone who could see serious things, far away in the future in these sudden flashes of light.
Things...oh! you can't imagine what they were like! Things that get you here, somehow, at the back of your head, like a woman breathing down your neck...Not like a kiss...No, more insubstantial that that,,,a breath, a soft, faint breath. Oh! it's like...like feeling your soul going out of your body!
Selling beauty is something I can understand. Even selling false beauty seems perfectly natural; it's a sign of progress.
In Paris, everything's for sale: wise virgins, foolish virgins, truth and lies, tears and smiles.