Bebe

“In my dreams I kiss your cunt, your sweet wet cunt. In my thoughts I make love to you all day long.”
― Ian McEwan, Atonement

“How can a novelist achieve atonement when, with her absolute power of deciding outcomes, she is also God? There is no one, no entity or higher form that she can appeal to, or be reconciled with, or that can forgive her. There is nothing outside her. In her imagination she has set the limits and the terms. No atonement for God, or novelists, even if they are atheists. It was always an impossible task, and that was precisely the point. The attempt was all.”
― Ian McEwan, Atonement

“A person is, among all else, a material thing, easily torn and not easily mended.”
― Ian McEwan, Atonement

“But what really happened? The answer is simple: the lovers survive and flourish.”
― Ian McEwan, Atonement