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| “There are a set of religious, or rather moral writers, who teach that virtue is the certain road to happiness, and vice to misery, in this world. A very unwholesome and comfortable doctrine and to which we have but one objection, namely, that it is not true.” Henry Fielding |
| “Shaharazzad was telling stories to save her life. Her audience was a clearly psychotic dreadfully unhappy king. He had killed thousands of women after spending one night fucking them. Mr. Goodbar in a turban.” |
| “Love is the sun that we planet persons need to keep us in orbit in the sky of vast experience and creative potential. We were survivors because we had not forgotten how to love. We were wobbly but orbiting.” |
| “Have you ever considered vampires?” |
| “How many women fit on the head of a pin?” |
| “Or we might make it.” |
| “I pick up my favorite pen and contrive to write to my favorite person.” |
| “Can you fail therapy?” |
| “Men hate sex, you know what I mean? They want it over quick.” |
| “You don’t want to be me.” |
| “Everyone has thoughts inside, feelings that they keep to themselves but this is a million times more intense than a regular secret.” |
| “Sex can cement a partnership in pain.” |
| “Here I am,” she thought. |
| “The chrysalis state would be a highly disturbing traumatic moment for a caterpillar who wasn’t in synch with her nature.” |
Hearts. |
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