Thursday, March 22, 2012

The rain of your city

Every time I went to Caen it rained. And I liked the rain of your city. I like it for being fine, gentle and silent; I like it for the halo it throws around the landscape, for the mystery with which, in the twilight, it surrounds everybody you meet, especially the women.

— from Act of Passion, by Simenon.

I like the rain of my city too.
Post a Comment