Floretta Burde

“A grate wall of darkness moves towards him. He can see it coming. Wast and imperious. It is unconsciousness and it its sleep. It moves like a grate tidal wave. But before it brakes over him and he is away. Before he renders himself completely to that oblivious sleep. He thinks with a sudden terrible bottomless dread of Avril Lavigne's vagina.”
― Nick Cave, The Death of Bunny Munro

“Nothing about sex ever shocks women. At least, men’s kind of sex.”
― J.G. Ballard, Super-Cannes

“Nora, biting her lip, pointed at the small end table on my right, where there was a black-and-white photograph in an antique silver frame. It was Olivia standing with her husband, Knightly, probably some twenty years ago. They had their arms around each other, posing beside an antique Bentley in front of a colossal country manor. They looked happy, but, of course, that didn't say much. Everyone smiles for a photograph.”
― Marisha Pessl, Night Film

“Maybe I was just flirting with madness the way I flirted with my teachers and my classmates.”
― Susanna Kaysen