do you know what i love about you best? (étés anglais / the light years)

Top of the World, The Carpenters

'Well,' he said, ‘I think if you say every night that you wish you believed in God, and there is one, he’ll hear you.'

‘I don’t wish I believed.’

‘Well, then, you could say you wish you wanted to believe. I don’t see how you can do more.’‘And the rest of the time carry on as usual?’

Anna Valenn, Le Blog

‘Yes.’

‘OK,’ she said. ‘That’s what ordinary life is, isn’t it? Carrying on as usual.’

‘Does that sound boring to you?’

‘It sounds it, but when you’re in it, it isn’t.’

When he kissed her she said, ‘Dad! Do you know what I love about you best? Your doubtfulness. All the things you don’t know.’ As he reached the door she called, 'It really makes me admire you.'

The Light Years (vol. 1/5 of The Cazalet Chronicles), Elizabeth Jane Howard / « Etés anglais. La saga des Cazalet I »  576 pages traduites de l’anglais par Anouk Neuhoff, aux éditions de la Table Ronde - Si vous avez aimé la série Downton Abbey, vous allez adorer la saga de la famille Cazalet, famille bien anglaise, bourgeoise et généreuse et ouverte et unie, qui démarre l'été 1937 (tome 1) et s'achève fin des années 50 (tome 5). C'est récréatif et éducatif, et addictif. 

Anna Valenn, Le Blog

Villy never mentioned her dancing days again, continued in her role of wife and, subsequently, mother of Louise and then Teddy and Lydia as though it had never happened. But Sybil had observed her restless energy, which, like water, streamed out in any direction it could find. She got a loom and wove linen and silk. She learned to play the zither and the flute. She learned to ride, and was soon exercising horses for the Life Guards – one of the two women in London allowed to do so. She worked for the Red Cross, took blind children to the seaside. She sailed a dinghy in small boat races. She taught herself Russian; for a short time she joined a Gjieff sect (Sybil only found out about this because Villy tried to make her join it too). Some of the crazes – like the sect – did not last long. Resisting a sudden urge to say, ‘Are you happy?’ she said, ‘I suppose the shops in Battle may be shut.’