“The place smelled of fairgrounds, of lazy crowds, of nights when you stayed out because you couldn't go to bed, and it smelled like New York, of its calm and brutal indifference.” NightNew YorkBedCalmCrowdsIndifferenceLazyBrutal Author:Georges Simenon
“It was night and I could see a large and calm lake, reflecting the moon. Black mountains rose around it. I arrived from between two of these mountains, I looked at the lake and the moon, and that was it, nothing else happened.” TwoNightBlackHappenedMoonMountainRoseCalmLakesReflecting Author:Georges Simenon
