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8 months, 3 weeks ago

a woman like that could never be ours inspo/meet-cute project/stunt-story

First sighting: tall, proud, shapely, with very black hair and a white dress; suave, elegant, warm and educated. Accompanied by a tall, proud, athletic, elegant and educated man. They came into the place where I worked, in the period following the episode with the green-eyed girl – the period of fi…

—p.457 The Luminous Novel by Mario Levrero
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I have no great wisdom to pass on

I’m not sure if you can tell, but I’ve breathed life into a deranged monster that’s now pursuing me relentlessly. Of course, of course there was a reason why I resisted and prevaricated so much before writing the first lines of this novel. The most ridiculous episodes of my life are all flooding in…

—p.448 by Mario Levrero
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not even churches are off limits inspo/funny

Only your soul, young man, can show you the way. Wind it up, set it in motion, and let it be whatever God wants. The sublime, that dimension we never consider, that thing we’re missing: it’s nowhere and it might be anywhere; here today, there tomorrow, gone completely the day after, and in twenty y…

—p.446 by Mario Levrero
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they lead to dependency and alienation

Young people, listen closely: there’s nothing good about alcohol, cigarettes, prostitutes, pornography or drugs. They destroy you, body and mind. Don’t think for a second they could be tools of liberation: on the contrary, they lead to dependency and alienation, they ruin you and, in the end, they …

—p.446 by Mario Levrero
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when you’ve talked about nothing but women

All this was decided imperceptibly while I was remembering the dream gaze and the real gaze, which were one and the same, and smoking a cigarette, and accepting that gaze. By the time I turned off the light to go back to sleep, I’d surrendered to it entirely. It extended over my whole being, openin…

—p.445 by Mario Levrero