The moon of a bright silver, which dazzles by its shining, illumines a world which surely is no longer ours; for it resembles in nothing what may be seen in other lands.
Pierre LotiMy books were always full of ink blots, always stained and covered with smeared sketches and pictures, which one draws idly when his attention wanders from his task.
Pierre LotiIt is with the approach of winter that cats...wear their richest fur and assume an air of sumptuous and delightful opulence.
Pierre Loti