автордың кітабынан сөз тіркестері  Шоколад. Chocolat

Joanne Harris

Let him run awhile without worrying what would happen if he fell over. Let him loose. Let him breathe.”

the Plague Doctor

Little Red Riding Hood

scamper in its wake

feel their eyes upon us

small-featured man

Faces are lined

the colour of the hair beneath

Lansquenet-sous-Tannes

Lansquenet-sous-Tannes,