Alain-Fournier
Born: 01-01-1886
Alain-Fournier, the pen name of Henri-Alban Fournier, was a French author born in 1886. Best known for his novel "Le Grand Meaulnes," published in 1913, he captured the nostalgic essence of adolescence and lost dreams. Despite his promising literary career, Fournier's life was tragically cut short when he died in combat during World War I in 1914. His singular novel remains a classic in French literature.
Book summaries for books written by Alain-Fournier
Quotes
The happiness that is there, for the first time, and that has not been understood or explained, is the most precious of all.
I had been ready to love her forever, but she had not, and she never would be.
He had the enchanting gift, as certain people do, of making his presence felt by his absence.
The spring, the summer, the child-like autumn, and a winter that was pure knowledge and pure forgetfulness!
We dream, as it were, of the heart's desire, but act as though our happiness lies in the future.
But all happiness is in the past. Or in the future. Or in both together.
What I wanted is not what I wanted. It was something else.
We are both too old for fairy tales.
The true life is not the one we live, but the one we imagine.
The world of reality has its limits; the world of imagination is boundless.
He loved her as one loves for the first time; with idolatry, passion, and the superiority of one who has never loved before.
The words, the words ... they are like a spider's web, they hold us fast.