Henri Bosco

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Henri Bosco


Born
in Avignon, France
November 16, 1888

Died
May 04, 1976

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Henri Bosco was born in Avignon in 1888.

He was born of an Italian family from Cipressa, above San Remo, who had settled in Marseille, France, between 1837 and 1847. His father, Louis Bosco, was a stone-cutter before becoming a highly talented opera singer. His childhood and his youth were spent a few kilometers from Avignon, in the neighbourhood of Monclar, which was still in the country at that time. He studied classics at the Lycée d'Avignon, and took music for eight years at the Conservatory in Avignon. His university studies in Grenoble led to the successful completion of the Italian agrégation in 1912. In 1913, he was appointed to Philippeville, Algeria, where he taught classics.

First World War: H.Bosco fought in the Armée de l'Orient
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“... m'emplissait d'un bonheur vivant, d'un vrai bonheur. J'en avais sur la peau, j'en avais dans la chair, j'en avais dans le sang; il descendait jusque dans l'âme. A cet âge-là on est ignorant. Mais je sentais bien que ma joie de vivre était plus grande que mon corps, et je me disais: "Pascalet, c'est l'ange du Bon Dieu qui remue de plaisir en toi. Traite-le bien."
Pascalet ~ "L'enfant et la rivière

Traduction en grecque:
... με γέμιζε με μια ευτυχία ζωντανή, με μια πραγματική ευτυχία. Την αισθανόμουν πάνω στο δέρμα μου, μέσα στη σάρκα μου, μέσα στο αίμα μου · κατέβαινε μέχρι την ψυχή μου. Δεν ήξερα τι είναι η ψυχή. Σε αυτή την ηλικία δε γνωρίζουμε πολλά. Όμως αισθανόμουν έντονα ότι η χαρά του να ζω ήταν μεγαλύτερη από το σώμα μου και έλεγα στον εαυτό μου: "Πασκαλέ, είναι ο άγγελος του Καλού Θεού που κινεί την ευτυχία μέσα σου. Φέρσου της καλά".”
Henri Bosco, L'enfant et la rivière

“There is nothing like silence to suggest a sense of unlimited space. Sounds lend color to space, and confer a sort of sound body upon it. But absence of sound leaves it quite pure and , in the silence, we are seized with the sensation of something vast and deep and boundless. It took complete hold of me and, for several moments, I was overwhelmed by the grandeur of this shadowy peace.

"It asserted itself like a person.

"This peace had a body. It was caught up in the night, made of night. A real, a motionless body.”
Henri Bosco, Malicroix

“I became lucid, with an impersonal lucidity. I sensed I was at the heart of a mysterious peace, where everything miraculously took shape without my being surprised. I saw clearly that I was rising, and that I was free. I had an ease of soul that allowed me to think all and to believe all. I could do all, without risk. Without understanding it, I saw that the lofty thought that lived in this house was now entering me, had become my substance. And I no longer sought its meaning, because it was my own self. From now on, I whispered, in this state of the soul’s ethereal life, it is of my self that I must ask the secret of this place. And I stretched out on the bed, where the true sleep of my fathers enveloped”
Henri Bosco, Malicroix

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