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"“He had expected either amused tolerance or stormy rebuke, but sensed neither. The artist just sat there staring at him for ten seconds, fifteen, thirty, her expression seemingly larger than what was visible, like it continued somewhere else beyond her face. After what seemed like an eternity she reached her hand across the table. It has been my incredible luck to meet you, Cyrus.”

She’s kinda hot…"
Dec 18, 2025 12:49PM

 
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"had just enough time to read a little before the alice longyu gao concert 😈" May 23, 2025 07:38PM

 
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She felt very tired and sad all of a sudden, seeing Camilla tired and Camilla sad. On some impulse she opened her arms, and Camilla unexpectedly lay down next to her and crawled inside them—not quite letting Nona hold her, but letting Nona ...more
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Annie Proulx
“You got no fuckin idea how bad it gets. I'm not you. I can't make it on a couple a high-altitude fucks once or twice a year. You're too much for me, Ennis, you son of a whoreson bitch. I wish I knew how to quit you.”
Annie Proulx, Brokeback Mountain

Annie Proulx
“The shirt seemed heavy until he saw there was another shirt inside it, the sleeves carefully worked down inside Jack’s sleeves. It was his own plaid shirt, lost, he’d thought, long ago in some damn laundry, his dirty shirt, the pocket ripped, buttons missing, stolen by Jack and hidden here inside Jack’s own shirt, the pair like two skins, one inside the other, two in one.”
Annie Proulx, Brokeback Mountain

Donna Tartt
“More than anything I was relieved that in my unfamiliar babbling-and-wanting-to-talk state I'd stopped myself from blurting the thing I'd never said, even though it was something we both knew well enough without me saying out loud to him in the street - which was, of course, I love you.”
Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

Annie Proulx
“Jack, in his dark camp, saw Ennis as night fire, a red spark on the huge black mass of mountain.”
Annie Proulx, Brokeback Mountain

Annie Proulx
“He pressed his face into the fabric and breathed in slowly through his mouth and nose, hoping for the faintest smoke and mountain sage and salty sweet stink of Jack but there was no real scent, only the memory of it, the imagined power of Brokeback Mountain of which nothing was left but what he held in his hands.”
Annie Proulx, Brokeback Mountain

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