Raymond Dufayel

You mean, she'd rather imagine herself relating to someone who's absent than build relationships with those around her?

After all these years, the only person I still can't capture is the girl with the glass of water. She's in the middle, yet she's on the outside.

You have to catch it while you can.

Luck is like the Tour de France. You wait, and it flashes past you.

You need a glass of mulled wine.

So, my little Amélie, you don't have bones of glass. You can take life's knocks. If you let this chance pass, eventually, your heart will become as dry and brittle as my skeleton. So, go get him, for Pete's sake!

— They look quite happy there.
— They should be. This year they had hare with morels. And waffles with jam for the children.