My 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 Loti More Quotes by Pierre Loti More Quotes From Pierre Loti Holy Istanbul! Your name is the most enchanting one of all names which enchants me. Pierre Loti istanbul enchanting names My emotions lose their force when I endeavor to interpret them, and my words seem very inept. Pierre Loti endeavor force emotion It seems to me that it will be very wearisome to be a man. Pierre Loti be-a-man seems men Unlike most other children, - especially unlike those of today - who are eager to become men and women as speedily as possible, I had a terror of growing up, which became more and more accentuated as I grew older. Pierre Loti growing-up men children I am sure that the sad days and happenings were rare, and that I lived the joyous and careless life of other children; but just because the happy days were so habitual to me they made no impression upon my mind, and I can no longer recall them. Pierre Loti happy-day mind children I do not exactly remember at what period I started my museum which absorbed so much of my time. Pierre Loti periods remember museums But it is true that sometimes an enveloping darkness aids one to clearer vision; as in a panorama building, for example, where the obscurity about the entrance prepares one better for the climax, and gives the scene depicted a more real and vivid appearance. Pierre Loti real darkness giving I recall feeling an almost delicious terror when one day I found myself alone in the midst of tall June grasses that grew high as my head. But here the secret working of self consciousness is almost too entangled with the things of the past for me to explain it. Pierre Loti june self past Often, before returning home, I would take a long and roundabout way and pass by the peaceful ramparts from where I had glimpses of other provinces, and a sight of the distant country. Pierre Loti sight home country Painting and music were the only things I worked at industriously and faithfully. Pierre Loti painting Through the study of fossils I had already been initiated into the mysteries of prehistoric creations. Pierre Loti fossils mystery study I still have in my memory, almost agonizing impressions of a serious illness which I had when I was about eight years old. Those about me called it scarlet fever, and its very name seemed to have a diabolical quality. Pierre Loti eight memories years It is said that many children who live in the central provinces, away from the ocean, have a great longing to see it. I who had never been away from the monotonous country surrounding us looked forward eagerly to seeing the mountains. Pierre Loti ocean country children Egypt, the Egypt of antiquity, at a later time, exercised a mysterious fascination over me. I recognized a picture of it immediately, without hesitation and astonishment, in an illustrated magazine. Pierre Loti egypt magazines fascination It is with the approach of winter that cats...wear their richest fur and assume an air of sumptuous and delightful opulence. Pierre Loti cat air winter If by chance I seated myself to write, she very slyly, very tenderly, seeking protection and caresses, would softly take her place on my knee and follow the comings and goings of my pen - sometimes effacing, with an unintentional stroke of her paw, lines of whose tenor she disapproved. Pierre Loti cat writing animal 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 Loti shining land moon My sister and my brother, of whom I have not spoken before, were considerably older than I; it seemed almost as if we belonged to different generations. Pierre Loti generations different brother I am surprised that I cannot recall whether my desire to become a minister transformed itself into a wish to lead the more militant life of missionary, by a slow process or suddenly. Pierre Loti missionary wish desire I still held fast to my determination to become a minister; it still seemed to me that that was my duty. I had pledged myself, in my prayers I had given my word to God. How could I therefore break my vow? Pierre Loti vow determination prayer
