Соловей

В их нынешней жизни много ужасов, но есть и это - дружба, родившаяся из общей беды, она будет покрепче стали.

Всего лишь шутка, пустяк, но сразу легче

... она закрыла глаза и обняла его, чувствуя, как медленно вздымается и опадает его грудь. Как положить руку на поверхность океана летней ночью, в прилив.

Как незаметно летит время в Париже. В этом слишком живом городе всегда есть место покою и тишине. Здесь, в Париже, с бокалом вина в руке можно просто БЫТЬ. 

Нынешние молодые хотят знать все обо всех. Они думают, что, разговаривая о проблемах, смогут их разрешить. Но я из поколения не столь бойкого. Мы знаем, как важно забывать и порой поддаваться искушению начать все заново.

Beck stared down at her, and in his eyes, she saw the loss they shared. Both of them were a long way from the people they loved, and lonelier for it.

There were so many terrible aspects to what their lives now were, but there was this, too: friendships forged in fire that had proven to be as strong as iron. After so many solitary years, spent tucked away in convents and forgotten in boarding schools, Isabelle never took for granted the fact that now she had friends, people whom she cared about and who cared about her.

She wanted to tell her friend her troubles, unburden herself for a moment, but that was another luxury lost in this war. Troubles were carried alone.

Isabelle found herself thinking of the past suddenly, wishing she could just let it go.

"... You should take a break, maybe..."
She gave him a pointed look. Did people say things like this to men? Women were integral to the Resistance. Why couldn't men see that?

If you're going through hell, keep going.

• Winston Churchill

How can I start at the beginning, when all I can think about is the end?

Once a mother, always a mother.

"I am running away from home... Or maybe I'm finally going home after years of running away. It's hard to know the truth sometimes."

A broken heart hurts as badly in wartime as in peace.

"...killing that man will haunt her. Hating doesn't come easy for her."
"It will before this war is over."

"I'll be brave," she said. "You just tell my sister that she needs to start being afraid."

Vianne felt something in her harden. It seemed that every time she thought she'd hit rock bottom in this war, something worse came along.