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"ion understand jn the first thirty-five percent how this was made into a play it was all just wax poetix abt Blue
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Gabriel García Márquez
“It is a pity to still find a suicide that is not for love.”
Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

Mircea Cărtărescu
“Perhaps all we want from reading is to return to that age when we could hold a book and cry, to that time between childhood and adolescence, the sweetest era of our lives.”
Mircea Cărtărescu, Solenoid

Iris Murdoch
“What a test that is: more than devotion, admiration, passion. If you long and long for someone’s company you love them.”
Iris Murdoch, The Sea, the Sea

Henry Miller
“At night when I look at Boris' goatee lying on the pillow I get hysterical. O Tania, where now is that warm cunt of yours, those fat, heavy garters, those soft, bulging thighs? There is a bone in my prick six inches long. I will ream out every wrinkle in your cunt, Tania, big with seed. I will send you home to your Sylvester with an ache in your belly and your womb turned inside out. Your Sylvester! Yes, he knows how to build a fire, but I know how to inflame a cunt. I shoot hot bolts into you, Tania, I make your ovaries incandescent. Your Sylvester is a little jealous now? He feels something, does he? He feels the remnants of my big prick. I have set the shores a little wider. I have ironed out the wrinkles. After me you can take on stallions, bulls, rams, drakes, St. Bernards. You can stuff toads, bats, lizards up your rectum. You can shit arpeggios if you like, or string a zither across your navel. I am fucking you, Tania, so that you'll stay fucked. And if you are afraid of being fucked publicly I will fuck you privately. I will tear off a few hairs from your cunt and paste them on Boris' chin. I will bite into your clitoris and spit out two franc pieces...”
Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer

Voltaire
“Let us read, and let us dance; these two amusements will never do any harm to the world.”
Voltaire

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