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Fiction.
Literature.
Romance.
HTML:??There are books that are suitable for a million people, others for only a hundred. There are even remedies??I mean books??that were written for one person only?A book is both medic and medicine at once. It makes a diagnosis as well as offering therapy. Putting the right novels to the appropriate ailments: that??s how I sell books.? Monsieur Perdu calls himself a literary apothecary. From his floating bookstore in a barge on the Seine, he prescribes novels for the hardships of life. Using his intuitive feel for the exact book a reader needs, Perdu mends broken hearts and souls. The only person he can't seem to heal through literature is himself; he's still haunted by heartbreak after his great love disappeared. She left him with only a letter, which he has never opened.
After Perdu is finally tempted to read the letter, he hauls anchor and departs on a mission to the south of France, hoping to make peace with his loss and discover the end of the story. Joined by a bestselling but blocked author and a lovelorn Italian chef, Perdu travels along the country??s rivers, dispensing his wisdom and his books, showing that the literary world can take the human soul on a journey to heal itself.
Internationally bestselling and filled with warmth and adventure, The Little Paris Bookshop is a love letter to books, meant for anyone who believes in the power of stories to shape people's lives.
Includes a PDF of Recipes and Jean Perdu??s Emergency Liter… (plus d'informations)
Du pur feel-good avec de la peine et de la douleur, des personnages perdus dans leurs vies et leurs relations aux autres et finalement… l’amitié et le temps qui leur permettront de se reconstruire.
Et même si ce n’est pas forcément ma tisane, passé les gros sentiments et les tire larmes… j’avoue, j’ai bien aimé ce libraire et son tour de France en péniche "pharmacie littéraire" ( )
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Ich widme diesen Roman meinem Vater Joachim Albert Wolfgang George, genannt Jo der Breite. Sawalde/Eichwaldau 20. März 1938-4. April 2011, Hameln.
Papa, mit dir ist der einzige Mensch gestorben, der alles gelesen hat, was ich je schrieb, seit ich schreiben konnte. Du wirst mir fehlen, immer. Ich sehe dich in jedem Licht des Abends und in jeder Welle aller Meere. Du gingst mitten im Wort.
Nina George, im Januar 2013
Den Verlorenen gewidmet. Und jenen, die sie immer noch lieben.
I dedicate this novel to my father, JOACHIM ALBERT GEORGE, known as Broad Jo. March 20, 1938 (Sawade/Eichwaldau)— April 4, 2011 (Hamelin)
Papa, you were the only person who read everything I ever wrote from the moment I learned to write. I will miss you at all times. I see you in every ray of evening light and in every wave of every sea. You left in mid sentence.
Nina George, January 2013
Dedicated to the departed. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . And to those who go on loving them.
Premiers mots
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Wie konnte es nur passieren, dass ich mich dazu überreden liess?
How on earth could I have let them talk me into it?
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Memories are like wolves. You can't lock them away and hope they leave you alone.
"What is wrong with old? Age isn't a disease. We all grow old, even books. But are you, is anyone, worth less, or less important, because they've been around for longer?"
"Books keep stupidity at bay. And vain hopes. And vain men. They undress you with love, strength and knowledge. It's love from within. Make your choice: book or …"
You only really get to know your husband when he walks out on you.
"As long as she doesn't turn out too smart for men." "For the stupid ones, she will, Madame. But who wants them anyway? A stupid man is every woman's downfall."
"Books are more than doctors, of course. Some novels are loving, lifelong companions; some give you a clip around the ear; others are friends who wrap you in warm towels when you've got those autumn blues. And some . . . well, some are pink candy floss that tingles in your brain for three seconds and leaves a blissful void. Like a short, torrid love affair."
And that's why it hurts so much. When women stop loving, men fall into a void of their own making.
"We cannot decide to love. We cannot compel anyone to love us. There's no secret recipe, only love itself. And we are at its mercy—there's nothing we can do."
Small love. Big love. Wasn't it terrible that love came in several sizes?
"Some words can cut you," mumbled Cuneo, "like razor blades in your ear and on your tongue."
Nobody would ever wise up if they hadn't at some stage been young and stupid.
Habit is a vain and treacherous goddess. She lets nothing disrupt her rule. She smothers one desire after another: the desire to travel, the desire for a better job or a new love. She stops us from living as we would like, because habit prevents us from asking ourselves whether we continue to enjoy doing what we do.
"We all live in wishableness," she said. "Each in a different kind."
"Do you know that there's a halfway world between each ending and each new beginning? It's called the hurting time...Some thresholds are too wide to be taken in one stride."
It takes only one word to hurt a woman, a matter of seconds, one stupid, impatient blow of the crop. But winning back her trust takes years. And sometimes there isn't the time.
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Only when the colors had paled and the world had turned to shadow did Perdu drain his glass of Manon to the last drop.
Fiction.
Literature.
Romance.
HTML:??There are books that are suitable for a million people, others for only a hundred. There are even remedies??I mean books??that were written for one person only?A book is both medic and medicine at once. It makes a diagnosis as well as offering therapy. Putting the right novels to the appropriate ailments: that??s how I sell books.? Monsieur Perdu calls himself a literary apothecary. From his floating bookstore in a barge on the Seine, he prescribes novels for the hardships of life. Using his intuitive feel for the exact book a reader needs, Perdu mends broken hearts and souls. The only person he can't seem to heal through literature is himself; he's still haunted by heartbreak after his great love disappeared. She left him with only a letter, which he has never opened.
After Perdu is finally tempted to read the letter, he hauls anchor and departs on a mission to the south of France, hoping to make peace with his loss and discover the end of the story. Joined by a bestselling but blocked author and a lovelorn Italian chef, Perdu travels along the country??s rivers, dispensing his wisdom and his books, showing that the literary world can take the human soul on a journey to heal itself.
Internationally bestselling and filled with warmth and adventure, The Little Paris Bookshop is a love letter to books, meant for anyone who believes in the power of stories to shape people's lives.
Includes a PDF of Recipes and Jean Perdu??s Emergency Liter
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Et même si ce n’est pas forcément ma tisane, passé les gros sentiments et les tire larmes… j’avoue, j’ai bien aimé ce libraire et son tour de France en péniche "pharmacie littéraire" ( )