Best 49 quotes of Emmanuelle Soni-dessaigne on MyQuotes

And I died As the thunder crashes -in an empty sound. (It turned my soul into a wound) My life is destroyed Without you My mind is destroyed Within me I know a place where flowers bloom Please take my hands into the woods Please distract me from my pain It cries loudly into my veins.

And I would like To console you And make of you My solitude And drink you As my source And lay you On my distress And breathe Your memory In your shadow Smile and sleep -get old And then die.

And you can take me in your arms A thousand times It will always be The first time.

Art is one of the only way that we have to remain alive as we are dying.

A smile. A touch. Let your heart spread your light.

Beauty will not define me. I will define beauty.

Between my heart and your heart, there is a vein. Maybe a bridge.

Drugs are nothing compared to the ecstasy of erudition.

Emotions have to go to maturity. Only a mature emotion bears fruits.

Give of your splendor to everyone. Like the sun.

(I dreamt of a long trip) I dreamt of contemplating Your eyes, your hair - their colors The sun would leave in his hours. I dreamt of your seasons -Your body leaned against my horizon. I dreamt of your face I dreamt of your hands I dreamt of your kisses I dreamt of a symphony Just few notes accompanied -I dreamt of your wrists. I dreamt of your heart Of everything you emanate The perfume that your soul wears I dreamt of your smile To hear you laugh, and cry -I dreamt of seeing you alive I dreamt of your presence From your silence And all your metamorphoses (I dreamed of a long trip) Around your closed eyelids.

If you bow only to the infinite that is within you. You will stand in front of the entire world.

If you feel loneliness, it means I am with you.

I have always been fascinated by youth. This fire that makes us feel glorious, insolent, immortal. I will have to come to terms with it - everything has been reduced to ashes. (I tried in vain not to burn myself in the way.) I believe that the deep tenderness I feel for man comes from the fact that he is so full of certainty – yet, he doubts all the time. It is a funny paradox. He is constantly misled. He gives great importance to things that do not have any, and misses those which have. I would like to be like a flower. Going through life, just like this, regardless of whether I will be born again or if anyone will remember my beauty. Just passing by like this, to make the world a little more beautiful, or a little more breathable, for a little while. I would like to be a flower of those in the bouquets for the hospitals. Of those who are plucked to die near those who are going to die. Or those who are just born. So that we can watch life together for a moment, as long as it is there. To die because I am beautiful and I represent life. To die because the love of the flower never offers itself as a trophy, for the love of the flower is always humble. And I love to love with humility. We should always love with humility.

I have sought so much Your being Behind everything I knew In the new Beginnings, And the fearful mornings, When anxiety and hope Live side by side And that My shadow Only aspires to lie With your shadow.

I heard the music of your eyes. And my heart started beating again.

I hear you talking to me in a dream (Your kiss felt asleep on my lips) I see you coming back from December And slowly enter in my shelter (Your warmth, which all my nights depend on) You tell me about your immense love (We can heal from certain wounds) You tell me about your divine love (It has the shape of your hands)

I love you Of the tempestuous love That unites the sea and the sailor I love you Like the round of the sun High up on my garden Like the shape of your hand in my own Like the breath of your breath -at dawn I love you beyond life itself Beyond obviousness I love you in the union of my senses When they order yours In the evening silences

I love you. With what I have of immortal.

In your voice, I will hear all my pains And with your words, I will understand them I will tell you That everything is uncertain (And so possible) And I will give you my hand (Inaccessible)

I remember- The world was in your embrace I was only your little girl It was easy, it was simple I was sleeping in the shade Of your eyelashes.

I remember Your wonder Us two, lying on the sky You were explaining me the world Its weighs, And I said: "I will write for what is alive. " "I come from emptiness, not from nothingness. " And I kissed you without understanding Your sun came to surprise me And he loved me to hunt me down (And I wanted to ravage you).

I see - Your bare skin Shining the sun of spring Your neck refreshed By an indolent breeze Your tangled hair Our lips shared I see - The ultimate landscape of your beauty.

-I told you: My heart is from another youth My blood, from another sea Do not come close to my shores But do not wander far from my lands For it is in your eyes Alone That I look for the day And on your lips Alone That I look for the rain I give you my island My storms and my tide If you let me moor To your quiet waters And hide under flowers.

It starts between two suns Between dream and sleep Like a sigh after oblivion -The way you hold the night. It goes on in a kiss So many pains exchanged Like a song of compassion -The way you reveal my name. It ends In my body It ends In a shiver Where we remain only Two souls And, naturally, We recognize each other.

I was young, I said to myself: I have life in front of me. As I got older, I said to myself: I have life behind me. Sick, I said to myself: I do not care; as long as I have life with me. Since then, life is always with me. Neither in front, nor behind, nor before, nor after. I stopped offering it on the altar of Time. I brought life back to life.

I will come tonight Since the moon is full You told me - Our sorrows are the same. Will you love me as I love you, Will you love me after midnight, When the bird tears down its nest? Will you love me with time, When the bird forgets its song? I told you - I will love you since I love you I will come tonight Since the moon is full I will have for you Some plaintive sobs -The sound of water on the reefs I will have for you Some faded bouquets For your resigned hands That my two arms Will come embrace.

I will make love to your soul I will love you as forever I will make love to your fingers To fill the spaces between you and the world -Each of your sighs will invite another. I will make love to your eyes, -What you have of unsatisfied, You will live by the touch of my hands You will remember me who I am And if the world has an order -Each of your sighs will invite another.

I would like - To read the pages of your book By the echoes of the sea And relearn how to live Of all that is dear to me I would like - To build a fortress Of trees and sand And say to my distress 'You can heal again.

Live and walk as if you were reaching the highest version of yourself. Like hands and breath stretched to the sun.

Love is a silence that needs lips to be said.

Ma mère - Est une forme incertaine Elle s'égare quand elle se promène Et moi j'emprunte ses contours Et l’on s'assoie dans la vallée Et je l'abrite à mon amour Elle marche toujours un peu pressée Ma mère Est un ciel déchiré Qu'exhale nuit et jour Sa beauté. Ma mère - Est le parfum de cent roses Et la souffrance de tant de choses Ma mère N'est plus qu'un songe - je suppose De ceux qu'on dit à lèvres closes Et derrière son voile Elle dort - ma mère - Et son étoile Ne doute plus de sa lumière.

My mother - Contained God itself A tarnished look of pain A hand clutching her heart A love we can not name A fog or a smoke An infinite thirst for life (But the wing is dead under the frost.) My mother - Is an uncertain form She gets lost when she walks And we sit in the valley And I shelter her to my love My mother Is a broken sky That exhales day and night Its beauty. My mother - Is the scent of a hundred roses And the suffering of so many things My mother Is no more than a dream - I suppose Of those who are said lips closed And behind her veil She sleeps - my mother - And her star Do not doubt anymore of its light.

Nous serons jeunes comme des chiens qui s'amusent.

Our love is not new It has its roots in the sky Our love has overcome The darkest of the stars Our love goes daily Because it lives in obviousness.

Peace can only be the fruit of the love of an encounter.

Remember. The sun rises only to reflect in your eyes.

Remember. Your breath is a prayer.

So love me Like a rainbow (It's your rain due to my sun) Love me Between two seasons (It's like two bodies that collide) Love me with your lips and not with your mouth (Your fire is the only one that touches me) Love me With your fingers and not your hand (And open me like the morning Wakes up the flower from its sorrow) Love me When the day is discreet Drink my shyness like dew And devastate my burned earth When the day comes to decline Love me In this ephemeral What is to be, what is not yet All I have of solitary Only speaks about your arms Love me In this hollow Love me In this space Where we can still grow For you are all that I embrace. ( I hear of voice in all the noise of the world.)

The most beautiful part of me will always be you.

The tree birds fill the air With their song And the roses intoxicate the rivers With their fragrance And From the lonely spot Where I stand I hear all the nature calling Your name And The feeling of being two -is tasted as one.

To love you, is the flight of the birds who were asleep in my soul.

We run after love for fear of abandonment, we run after pleasure for fear of pain; we are not made to run after something, but to live what we already are.

We will love each other. We will be young. As two dogs playing together, childish again.

When will your sun come - to make everything reborn? -The burn of your fingers pressed against my being- I would like to fall asleep in your body again And make of your smiles an open source When my life is like a desolate desert I would like to fall asleep by the light sand of your skin. Your voice - your voice alone knows how to put an end to my anger As your lips faint on the pains of my yesterday When will you come to drape me in your radiant sun? So that I find life in its first taste (-The glow of your hair is a roof of moonlight.)

You are in me The cry of the wounded beast And though always near me, I never reach you. I do not know who of us, Of the other, is the captive And I like to believe that you live Out of time Or that my boat can Land to your shore To be like the flower, Blooming, Freely.

You know it too, this very hour of the morning when life is barely hatched. The sun melting under the snow. The bud breathing under the frost. The numbed wing of the bird. The morning has its truths that whisper only in a low voice. Very low. We have to be silent. God walks barefoot in the gardens.

You take me off my path As the wind exhausts the clouds You tell me not to try To hold your face But even if you're only A reflection on a wall -You make me live. And I know that your lips Will triumph from oblivion In the book of the world.

You will come After the storm You will lay your head On my knees You will come to seek All I am And I would breathe you like, Opening the window, I was breathing the rain.