Cruz Oller

“She was so unsettled by love and the sense of her nakedness that her voice shrank in her throat. The peri­ods of the song warbled through the room. Her whole body seemed ablaze . The drunken , singing head shook with some delirious impulse that seemed to be destroy­ ing her. What insanity! She was weeping, in her wild nakedness, as she approached my bed, which to me was a death bed. She fell on her knees, she fell down in front of me and hid her tears in the sheets.”
― Georges Bataille, Blue of Noon

“The ceiling of languages is falling down. Either add to this rubble or shove at least some of it away.
Liberty, shit. The liberty to starve. The liberty to speak words to which no one listens. The liberty to get diseases no doctor treats or can cure. The liberty to live in conditions cockroaches wouldn't touch except to die in. The liberty to be an eighty-three-year-old Ukranian shuffling around in her slippers among the cat shit in the slum building hallway-'Is there a landlord here? Is there light anywhere?”
― Kathy Acker, Empire of the Senseless

“Marion fought back the urge to shove the candle in his face and did her best to broaden her smile...”
― Hubert Selby Jr., Requiem for a Dream

“Malevolence is born of negative feelings like lonliness and sadness and anger. It comes from an emptiness inside you that feels as if it's been carved out with a knife; an emptiness you're left with when something very important has been taken away from you.”
― Ryū Murakami, In the Miso Soup