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We talked for hours. He talked and I listened. It was like wind and sunlight. It blew all the cobwebs away.

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I lay in bed last night and thought of G.P. I thought of being in bed with him. I wanted to be in bed with him. I wanted the marvellous, the fantastic...more

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Perhaps twenty minutes later he realized she had gone to sleep. He quietly removed his now stiff arm, then turned away. It must have woken her a littl...more

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I must fight with my weapons. Not his. Not selfishness and brutality and shame and resentment.

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It's despair at the lack of feeling, of love, of reason in the world. It's despair that anyone can even contemplate the idea of dropping a bomb or ord...more

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You despise the real bourgeois classes for all their snobbishness and their snobbish voices and ways. You do, don't you? Yet all you put in their plac...more

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In our age it is not sex that raises its ugly head, but love.

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The dead live." "How do they live?" "By love.