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“I meet you. I remember you. Who are you? You’re destroying me. You’re good for me. How could I know this city was tailor-made for love? How could I know you fit my body like a glove? I like you. How unlikely. I like you. How slow all of a sudden. How sweet. You cannot know. You’re destroying me. You’re good for me. You’re destroying me. You’re good for me. I have time. Please, devour me. Deform me to the point of ugliness. Why not you? Why not you in this city and in this night, so like other cities and other nights you can hardly tell the difference? I beg of you.”
― Marguerite Duras, Hiroshima mon amour

“Only a man without a conscience would say lend us your knife, we're going to slice some sausages and you can go fuck off.”
― Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich

“And then she added that nothing was too lowly to feel love and to be made better by it.”
― Nadine Bjursten, Half a Cup of Sand and Sky

“Everyone and everything in this life will cause us pain at some point, but what is being hurt, that's what we have to ask ourselves. When we have discarded those things that separate us from each other, there is no hurt.”
― Nadine Bjursten, Half a Cup of Sand and Sky