“She murmured, “I love the imagery of Sappho, the warm summer air across the velvety darkness, the lover between love’s thighs.” She stayed quiet a moment. “But it takes a man’s kiss to put the fire to the metaphor.” FranceParis1920sLeft BankVersailles Peace Book:A Farewell in Paris Source: A Farewell in Paris
“But of Paris it can be said that the right bank of the Seine belongs to the world, and the left bank to France.” France1938SeineLeft BankFrom Altar To Chimney Piece Book:The Complete Stories Source: The Complete Stories
“A beautiful white silk scarf was around her neck, tucked below the fur collar. Her lips were well painted into a bright red cupid’s bow. Cute as hell I always told myself, with a tinge of regret. She had a steady girlfriend.” FranceParisLeft BankRoaring 20sSolita Solano Book:A Farewell in Paris Source: A Farewell in Paris
“Sandrine opened her eyes to the soft gray light of early dawn. Recollections of sensual pleasure seemed to caress her body, bringing a smile to her lips. She lay back in the pillow and listened to the breathing of Philippe beside her. She lingered in the memory of the previous night, a memory that was like a warm and tender embrace, an evening of small intimate harmonies. As it should be.” FranceParis1930sLeft Bank Book:Paris 1934: Victory in Retreat Source: Paris 1934: Victory in Retreat