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“He was so beautiful,” I said. I had not meant to say it. I felt myself beginning to shake. She watched me while I walked to the table—there was a bottle there then as now—and poured myself a drink. I could not stop talking, though I feared at every instant that I would say too much. Perhaps I wanted to say too much…”

“Much has been written of love turned to hatred, of the heart growing cold with the death of love. It is a remarkable process. It is far more terrible than anything I have ever read about it, more terrible than anything I will ever be able to say.”

“It was apparent that the sun would soon give up the tremendous struggle it cost her to get to Paris for a few hours every day.”

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Fuck…

“She was by nature forthright and impatient; she suffered when things were not clear; yet she forced herself to wait for some word or sign from me and held the reins of her strong desire tightly in her hands.”

“Viens m’embrasser,” he said…. I dropped my brick and went to him. In a moment I heard his fall. And at moments like this I felt that we were merely enduring and committing the longer and lesser and more perpetual murder.”

*throws shoe across the room*

“I felt, then that Giovanni was dragging me with him to the bottom of the sea. He could not find a job. I knew that he was not really looking for one, that he could not. He had been bruised, so to speak, so badly that the eyes of strangers lacerated him like salt. He could not endure being far from me very long. I was the only person on God’s cold, green earth who cared about him…”

“Ne me laisse pas tomber, je t’en prie,” he said, and kissed me, with a strange insistent gentleness, on the mouth.

His touch could never fail to make me feel desire; yet his hot, sweet breath also made me want to vomit.”