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‘In this mood of lostness every object became extraordinarily heavy, every room oppressive, every task overwhelming. Above all, the world seemed filled with condemning eyes’

“Giving birth is, for an author, a way of getting rid of something, of forgetting, of burying the itch.”

It often only seems like there are no points in common, when there really are some. It’s just laziness that makes people classify themselves according to appearances and fail to find anything in common.

once I had ordinary brains, ordinary dreams, ordinary desires. I nearly went nuts. I loathe the ordinary. Makes me constipated. Death is ordinary - it's what happens to everybody. I refuse to die. I've made up my mind that I'm going to live forever. Death is easy: it's like the booby hatch