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“And then one afternoon as I confided my woes to her likeness, an unknown face interposed itself between us. Reflected in the glass I saw the head of a man who seemed to have emerged from a vat of formaldehyde. His mouth was twisted, his nose damaged, his hair tousled, his gaze full of fear. One eye was sewn shut, the other goggled like the doomed eye of Cain. For a moment I stared at that dilated pupil, before I realized it was only mine.”
― The Diving Bell and the Butterfly
― The Diving Bell and the Butterfly
“My diving bell becomes less oppressive, and my mind takes flight like a butterfly.”
― The Diving Bell and the Butterfly: A Memoir of Life in Death
― The Diving Bell and the Butterfly: A Memoir of Life in Death
“I am fading away. Slowly but surely. Like the sailor who watches his home shore gradually disappear, I watch my past recede. My old life still burns within me, but more and more of it is reduced to the ashes of memory.”
― The Diving Bell and the Butterfly: A Memoir of Life in Death
― The Diving Bell and the Butterfly: A Memoir of Life in Death
“Does it take the harsh light of disaster to show a person’s true nature?”
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“I need to feel strongly, to love and to admire, just as desperately as I need to breathe. A letter from a friend, a Balthus painting on a postcard, a page of Saint-Simon, give meaning to the passing hours. But to keep my mind sharp, to avoid descending into resigned indifference, I maintain a level of resentment and anger, neither too much nor too little, just as a pressure cooker has a safety valve to keep it from exploding.”
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Lois’s 2025 Year in Books
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