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Marguerite Duras
“I've known you for years. Everyone says you were beautiful when you were young, but I want to tell you I think you're more beautiful now than then. Rather than your face as a young woman, I prefer your face as it is now. Ravaged.”
Marguerite Duras, The Lover

Clarice Lispector
“Oh, living is so uncomfortable. Everything presses in: the body demands, the spirit never ceases, living is like being weary but being unable to sleep–living is upsetting. You can’t walk around naked, either in body or in spirit.”
Clarice Lispector, The Stream of Life

“I'm from the Lenape Tribe.
There're no full blooded Lenape alive. Interracial is assimilatory genocide, especially for Indiginous and Minorities worldwide.
Especially when specific suggestion on a mass scale is applied. For many tribes, Interracial was the only way to survive.”
San Mateo, San Mateo: Proof of The Divine

Marguerite Duras
“Years after the war, after marriages, children, divorces, books, he came to Paris with his wife. He phoned her. It's me. She recognized him at once from the voice. He said, I just wanted to hear your voice. She said, it's me, hello. He was nervous, afraid, as before. His voice suddenly trembled. And with the trembling, suddenly, she heard again the voice of China. He knew she'd begun writing books, he'd heard about it through her mother whom he'd met again in Saigon. And about her younger brother, and he'd been grieved for her. Then he didn't know what to say. And then he told her. Told her that it was as before, that he still loved her, he could never stop loving her, that he'd love her until death.”
Marguerite Duras, The Lover
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Sylvia Plath
“I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of the throat and I'd cry for a week.”
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

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