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jimmy’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at jimmy’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
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jimmy cooper
Goodreads Author
Born
June 02
Member Since
February 2016
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Make the Golf Course a Public Sex Forest!
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honey, i think it's time we started seeing other vandals.
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2019
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“Rather than being lovers in order to breathe, we are queer in order to escape asphyxia.”
― The Screwball Asses
― The Screwball Asses
“In loving him, I saw a cigarette between the fingers of a hand, smoke blowing backwards into the room and sputtering planes diving low through the clouds. In loving him, I saw men encouraging each other to lay down their arms. In loving him, I saw small-town laborers creating excavations that other men spend their lives trying to fill. In loving him, I saw moving films of stone buildings; I saw a hand in prison dragging snow in from the sill. In loving him, I saw great houses being erected that would soon slide into the waiting and stirring seas. I saw him freeing me from the silences of the interior life.”
― Close to the Knives: A Memoir of Disintegration
― Close to the Knives: A Memoir of Disintegration
“for it was not knowledge but unity that she desired, not inscriptions on tablets, nothing that could be written in any language known to men, but intimacy itself, which is knowledge”
― To the Lighthouse
― To the Lighthouse
