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The only reason I remembered this play was because it had a mad person in it, and everything I had ever read about mad people stuck in my mind, while everything else flew out.
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In plain language, I am the end of a line, without merit or brilliance, who would have nothing to leave his descendants if not for the events I am prepared to recount, to the best of my ability, in these
memories of my great love.
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This means, I tell myself now, that ever since I was little my
sense of social decency has been more developed than my sense of death.
Before I left at dawn I drew the lines of her hand on a piece of paper and gave it to Diva Sahibi for a
reading so I could know her soul. She said: A person who says only what she thinks. Perfect for manual labor.
She's in contact with someone who has died and from whom she expects help, but she's mistaken: the help she's
looking
I've always said that jealousy knows more than truth does.
“If we are inspired only by literature that reflects our own interests, all reading becomes a form of narcissism.”
rozi tekrar paylaştı.
...nasıl ki despotların örselenmiş ruhlara ihtiyacı varsa, örselenen ruhların da bir despota ihtiyacı vardır.
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