Daily Dose

From Zazie in the Metro, by Raymond Queneau, translated by Barbara Wright

SIGHING

"'My poor child,' said, sighing, the widow who from time to time rediscovered some fragments of morality to apply to other people in the ruins of her own which had been pulverized by the charms of the copman."

From Chapter 12

Daily Dose

From Witch Grass, by Raymond Queneau, translated by Barbara Wright

SECRETS

"And I too have my secret, my secrets.  I have several thousand.  One a day.  Ever since I was born.  I'm exaggerating a little, of course.  But still, let's say since I was two, a secret every other day."

From page 227, this edition