Pierre and Luce by Romain Rolland Paperback Book 9789357275798

Pierre entered the subway headfirst A violent contagious throng He stood close to the entrance squeezed against a group of people sharing the heavy air that was coming in and out of their lips and he peered without noticing them at the pitchblack rumbling vaults above which the trains bright eyes flashed A young man just eighteen years old and yet almost a kid had a deep dread filling his heart Pierre admired Philip with the same passion that younger children frequently feel for older siblings or other strangers who are sometimes only glimpsed at for an hour before they are gone again A week later he was lazing around in the goldenhued Luxembourg Gardens which the sun had just finished illuminating When he gazed down at the sandy path he got the sense that a grin had just flown by like the wingtip of a dove And at that very second she continued walking while turning her head to look at him with a smile They would close their eyes draw closer together and everything would end in one blow when the gulf was supposed to be there The voice of the delivered soul could only be heard via music which was the only form of art to do so