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Така, както ме гледате, ще станат точно двайсет години, откакто не съм се вълнувал. В дълбочина, искам да кажа. Естествено, понякога някоя лека вълни… - Romain Gary
" "Така, както ме гледате, ще станат точно двайсет години, откакто не съм се вълнувал. В дълбочина, искам да кажа. Естествено, понякога някоя лека вълничка набраздява повърхността; никой, млади момко, не може да избегне полъха на вятъра. Но в дълбочина, нищо. Пълно спокойствие, тиня. Ни най-малко вълнение. Впрочем, изобщо не зная какво има там, на дъното, никога не съм поглеждал, не смея. От друга страна, съвсем сигурно е, че има нещо. Скрито в тинята. Залепено за дъното. Свито на топка. Напълно обезумяло. Стаило дъх. Настръхнало. Тракащо със зъби. Брр, брр ... И знаете ли какво е то? Животът, млади момко, животът...
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About Romain Gary
Romain Gary, born Romain Kacew (8 May 1914 - 2 December 1980) was a Jewish-French novelist, film director, WWII pilot and diplomat. He wrote under many pseudonyms including Shatan Bogat, Rene Deville and Fosco Sinibaldi. He is the only author to have won the Prix Goncourt twice, once under his own name and again under the pseudonym Émile Ajar.
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Pen Names:
Fosco Sinibaldi
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Shatan Bogat
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Émile Ajar
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Lucien Brulard
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René Deville
Alternative Names:
Emile Ajar
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Roman Kacew
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