Georges Limbour

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Average rating: 4.05 · 162 ratings · 22 reviews · 31 distinct worksSimilar authors
Les vanilliers

3.56 avg rating — 9 ratings — published 1938 — 4 editions
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4 Stories (The Printed Head...

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Soleils bas

3.83 avg rating — 6 ratings — published 1972 — 2 editions
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La chasse au mérou

it was amazing 5.00 avg rating — 1 rating — published 1963 — 3 editions
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Andre Beaudin

really liked it 4.00 avg rating — 1 rating4 editions
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DANS LE SECRET DES ATELIERS

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La pie voleuse

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L'ILLUSTRE CHEVAL BLANC

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Élocoquente

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Contes et récits

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“Harton thought that if one squeezed humanity through a wine press, its essence would flow out as drops of policemen.”
Georges Limbour

“Having spent a long time in open spaces, whether sea or desert, it is a luxury to be able to take refuge in towns with narrow streets which provide a fragile fortress against the assaults of the infinite. There is such a sense of security against the boundless there, even if the murmur of the wave or the silence of the sands still pursue one through tortuous corridors. The winds, despite their subtle spirits, are themselves lost in the vestibules of this labyrinth and, unable to find a way through, whistle and turn in turbulence like demented dervishes. They will not break through the walls of this den in which life still pulsates in the shadows of humanity's black sun.”
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“During winter sunsets, standing on a promontory so I saw the scenic sea as a surface rather than a line and, as coal-boats appeared from all sides of the horizon, I thought that, as they opened their portholes, they would throw their coals onto this fire. They swarmed over the ocean like blowflies ready to devour the decomposed star, and the blank gesture of a cloud fanned them.”
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