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“Por mucho que se diga, por mucho que se perore sobre la evolución, la civilización y un montón de palabras que terminen en , el hombre no ha progresado mucho desde sus inicios: sigue pensando que no está aquí por casualidad y que unos dioses benévolos velan por su destino.”

Quote by Muriel Barbery

Work

The Elegance of the Hedgehog

This novel intertwines the lives of a reclusive museum curator and a young, troubled schoolgirl, revealing their shared appreciation for the beauty of art and the complexities of life. The narrative delves into themes of isolation, intellectual curiosity, and the search for meaning in a modern world. more

Author

Muriel Barbery
Muriel Barbery

Muriel Barbery, born on May 28, 1969, is a renowned French novelist. Her works are known for their unique perspective and profound thinking, which have won her a wide audience. more

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