The english equivalent of the title, although it's way prettier in french, would read something like: "The children who love one another."
Basically that's what I'm going to be calling every romantic picture I draw from now on. I just love how it sounds! It's a book my mom had in the basement ([link]
), that had intruiged me for a long time, and now that I've finally started reading it, I'm more in love with it than any other french book. Ever. Maybe even more than most english books.
"Il s'appelait André. Comme il était beau, grand et fort pour son âge, avec un tel fouillis de boucles brunes et des yeux tout pleins d'or! J'aimais l'ocre de ses joues, le petit creux bleuté de ses tempes, la lighe fière de ses sourcils, son nez droit et ses dents blanches. Rien de lui ne me semblait ordinaire ou banal."
I swear, this woman, Claire France, is just wonderful <3 <3 <3