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the happiness of being alive on this morning project/stunt-story

When Henri opened his eyes, he saw, in the half light of dawn, a pale-green tufted wall. The happiness of being alive on this morning made his heart jump with joy. It called for brisk, salty pleasures - cold water, a rough bath glove. He slipped out of bed without awakening Josette, and when he cam…

—p.298 The Mandarins by Simone de Beauvoir
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we don't judge, we choose sides advice/living project/panopticon-epigraphs

To have been a Party member in Russia in 1930 wasn't a mistake,' Dubreuilh said.

'If you have no right to make a mistake, it was a crime.'

'It's not a question of right,' Dubreuilh replied.

'How dare you set yourselves up as judges?' Scriassine said, without listening to him. 'Do you know …

—p.119 by Simone de Beauvoir
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he had been adoring violet for the past ten years topic/heartbreak topic/the-passage-of-time

Paula came down the stairs with soft, silken steps. 'You uncorked all the bottles!' she exclaimed. 'That was sweet of you.'

'You're so positively dedicated to violet!' he said, smiling.

'But you adore violet!' she said.

He had been adoring violet for the past ten years; ten years was a lon…

—p.14 by Simone de Beauvoir
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since I’ve been married, I find all women beautiful inspo/imagined-desire project/rink-story

Since I’ve been married, I find all women beautiful.

Their languid air, their purposeful movements, the turn of a bare arm as it reaches palm-up, the curve of a bare neck as the head tilts back and the blood rushes through. Any arm. Any neck. Even the old women. Oh the old ones! With the laugh l…

—p.143 Scaffolding by Lauren Elkin
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there is something so earnest about her project/stunt-story

Have you read Deleuze and Guattari? she asks, and I have to hide a smile; she hasn’t acquired the defensive veneer that would prevent her from asking open-ended questions like that. There is something so earnest about her, a yearning for connection on some other plane than the everyday, or that she…

—p.33 by Lauren Elkin