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“لا أحب الحديث كثيراً. فأنا أدهش من هؤلاء الناس الذين يجيدون الكلام.”
― باتريك موديانو

“أحسست بأن الإحباط يستولى علىّ ، بل أكثر من الإحباط ، اليأس الذى يتملكك عندما تُدرك أنك رغم جهدك وميزاتك وكل إرادتك الطيبة ترتطم بعقبة منيعة لا قبل لك بالتغلب عليها.”
― باتريك موديانو, Rue des Boutiques Obscures

“She had the right idea, old man, don't you think - to disappear before it gets too late?”
― Patrick Modiano, Rue des Boutiques Obscures

“For me the autumn has never been a sad season. The dead leaves and the increasingly shorter days have never suggested the end of anything, but rather an expectation of the future. In paris, there is an electricity in the air in october evenings at nightfall. Even when it is raining. i do not feel low at that hour of the day, nor do i have the sense of time flying by. i have the impression that everything is possible. the year begins in the month of october.”
― Patrick Modiano, Dans le café de la jeunesse perdue

“أيمكن أن لا يتذكر المرء مكاناً قضى فيه بعضاً من حياته.”
― باتريك موديانو, Rue des Boutiques Obscures

“Hutte, for instance, used to quote the case of a fellow he called "the beach man." This man had spent forty years of his life on beaches or by the sides of swimming pools, chatting pleasantly with summer visitors and rich idlers. He is to be seen, in his bathing costume, in the corners and backgrounds of thousands of holiday snaps, among groups of happy people, but no one knew his name and why he was there. And no one noticed when one day he vanished from the photographs. I did not dare tell Hutte, but I felt that "the beach man" was myself. Though it would not have surprised him if I had confessed it. Hutte was always saying that, in the end, we were all "beach men" and that "the sand" - I am quoting his own words - "keeps the traces of our footsteps only a few moments.”
― Patrick Modiano, Rue des Boutiques Obscures

“You were right to tell me that in life it is not the future which counts, but the past.”
― Patrick Modiano, Missing Person

“Je crois qu'on entend encore dans les entrées d'immeubles l'écho des pas de ceux qui avaient l'habitude de les traverser et qui, depuis, ont disparu. Quelque chose continue de vibrer après leur passage, des ondes de plus en plus faibles, mais que l'on capte si l'on est attentif.”
― Patrick Modiano

“In writing this book, I send out signals, like a lighthouse beacon in whose power to illuminate the darkness, alas, I have no faith. But I live in hope.”
― Patrick Modiano, Dora Bruder

“Many years afterwards, we attempt to solve puzzles that were not mysteries at the time and we try to decipher half-obliterated letters from a language that is too old and whose alphabet we don't even know.”
― Patrick Modiano, So You Don't Get Lost in the Neighborhood

“Writing is a strange and solitary activity. There are dispiriting times when you start working on the first few pages of a novel. Every day, you have the feeling you are on the wrong track. This creates a strong urge to go back and follow a different path. It is important not to give in to this urge, but to keep going. It is a little like driving a car at night, in winter, on ice, with zero visibility. You have no choice, you cannot go into reverse, you must keep going forward while telling yourself that all will be well when the road becomes more stable and the fog lifts.”
― Patrick Modiano

“What a peculiar path I’ve had to take in order to reach you.”
― Patrick Modiano

“Nice is a city of ghosts and specters, but I hope not to become one of them right away.”
― Patrick Modiano, Rue des Boutiques Obscures

“Ever since, the Paris wherein I have tried to retrace her steps has remained as silent and deserted as it was on that day. I walk through empty streets. For me, they are always empty, even at dusk, during the rush hour, when the crowds are hurrying towards the mouths of the métro. I think of her in spite of myself, sensing an echo of her presence in this neighborhood or that.”
― Patrick Modiano, Dora Bruder

“In the end, we forget the details of our lives that embarrass us or are too painful. We just lie back and allow ourselves to float along calmly over the deep waters, with our eyes closed.”
― Patrick Modiano, So You Don't Get Lost in the Neighborhood

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“She often told me she was frightened of getting old...”
― Patrick Modiano, Rue des Boutiques Obscures

“Then she lowered her arm and the gate closed behind her. That arm suddenly falling and the metallic clank of the gate shutting made me understand that from one moment to another one can lose heart.”
― Patrick Modiano, Honeymoon

“Perhaps it was one of those mild, sunny winter days when you have a feeling of holiday and eternity-the illusory feeling that the course of time is suspended, and that you need only slip through this breach to escape the trap that is closing around you.”
― Patrick Modiano, Dora Bruder

“Quand on aime vraiment quelqu'un, il faut accepter sa part de �������è����... et c'est pour ça qu'on l'aime...”
― Patrick Modiano, Dans le café de la jeunesse perdue

“لا يجب أن يتزوج الرجل بامرأة تصغره بكثير .. أبداً.”
― باتريك موديانو, Rue des Boutiques Obscures

“On winter mornings when it's dark and the air is crisp, the lights are still shining and the first customers are gathered at the counter like conspirators. They give you the illusion that the day will be a new adventure. And that illusion stats with you for at least some of the morning.”
― Patrick Modiano, La Petite Bijou

“عندما نكتب فإننا نضطر أن نقوم بدور المشاهد والمستمع. وأنا لا أقول المتلصص. ولكن يمكن أن نلمس الواقع كى يمكننا أن نراقب وأن نعيش فى الأجواء. وذلك بدلاً من أن نرتبك عندما نضطر أن نقوم بدورنا.”
― باتريك موديانو

“Lots of people perish on the highways. All those faces should be preserved, engagements kept, promises upheld. Impossible. I walked out instantly. Fleeing the scene of a crime. That kind of game can destroy you. Anyway, I've never known who I was. I authorize my biographer to simply call me "a man," and I wish him luck. I've been unable to lengthen my stride, my breath, or my sentences. He won't understand the first thing about this story. Neither do I. We're even.”
― Patrick Modiano, La Ronde de nuit

“Dans cette vie qui vous apparaît quelquefois comme un grand terrain vague sans poteau indicateur, au milieu de toutes les lignes de fuite et les horizons perdus, on aimerait trouver des points de repère, dresser une sorte de cadastre pour n'avoir plus l'impression de naviguer au hasard. Alors, on tisse des liens, on essaye de rendre plus stables des rencontres hasardeuses.”
― Patrick Modiano, Dans le café de la jeunesse perdue

“Why do people whose existence you are unaware of, whom you meet once and will never see again, come to play, behind the scenes, an important role in your life?”
― Patrick Modiano, So You Don't Get Lost in the Neighborhood

“أظن أننا لا نزال نسمع فى مداخل البيوت أصداء خطوات الذين سبقونا فى عبوره ، والذين اختفوا بعد ذلك. إن شيئاً يستمر فى الاهتزاز بعد مرورهم .. موجات تزداد ضعفاً شيئاً فشيئاً ، ولكننا نحس بها إذا انتبهنا جيداً.”
― باتريك موديانو, Rue des Boutiques Obscures

“Il faut longtemps pour que resurgisse à la lumière ce qui a été effacé. Des traces subsistent dans des registres et l'on ignore où ils sont cachés et quels gardiens veillent sur eux et si ces gardiens consentiront à vous les montrer. Ou peut-être ont-ils oublié tout simplement que ces registres existaient”
― Patrick Modiano, Dora Bruder

“هناك أيام يتملكنى فيها الخوف بحيث أُلازم الفراش.”
― باتريك موديانو, Rue des Boutiques Obscures

“إن للناس قطعاً حيوات مستقلة ، وأصدقائهم لا يعرفون بعضهم البعض. وهذا يدعو للأسف.”
― باتريك موديانو, Rue des Boutiques Obscures

“I was happy when I walked the streets of Paris by myself.”
― Patrick Modiano, Pedigree: A Memoir