« Sans le témoignage des pleutres vivants, on ignorerait fatalement tout de la mort des héros, et personne ne subsisterait pour écrire les manuels d’histoire ou prononcer les épitaphes ! » (Hilarion Lefuneste)

Eh oui, monsieur Jean-Jacques Sempé a 85 ans aujourd’hui.

« I waited a good hour after the last flick­ering light had disappeared. Then I crept softly up to the house, and, concealed in its shadow, listened for sounds. There were none, except those strange, almost inexpressible voices which seem to come from nowhere in the dead of night. I do not know that anybody has ever noticed them; but I have always fancied that they were like the breathing of the earth—if such a thing were possible—for they come in regular, rhythmic pulsations. »

Geo E. Walsh, The Mysterious Burglar, 1901

« Les rêves ça pousse comme des radis. Moi j’en ai vu pousser. Faut toujours essayer, on ne sait pas d’avance ceux qui sortiront. » (Christiane Rochefort, Printemps au parking)

« Is the spring coming? » he said. « What is it like? »
« It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine. »
(Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden)