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continuing on the annie ernaux run, got this in french from the library. let’s see if my degree is still worth anything 🙃

lo mejor que he leído en meses

”Writing has been a way to save that which is no longer my reality—a sensation seizing me from head to foot, in the street—but has become “the possession,” a period of time, circumscribed and completed”

“At the moment when I wrote these words I was no longer suffering, and I confused the relief of my suffering, through writing, with the end of my feelings of loss and jealousy. No sooner had I closed my notebook than I was gripped by the desire to know the name of this woman, to find out information about her, all the things that would go on to create more suffering.”

"it wasn’t the other woman, in the end, whom I saw in my place, it was me, the way that I never would be again, in love and sure of his love, on the threshold of everything that hadn’t yet taken place between us."

"The strangest thing about jealousy is that it can populate an entire city, the whole world—with a person you may never have met."

"All of my thoughts passed through her. This woman filled my head, my chest, and my gut; she was always with me, she took control of my emotions." Trust me Annie Ernaux, I know..

"To write as if I were about to die, no more judges. Even if it’s an illusion, perhaps, to believe that truth comes only by way of death."