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1 year, 1 month ago

he was no longer either awkward or modest

Suddenly, he was no longer either awkward or modest. His desire transformed me. I who for so long a time had been without taste, without form, again possessed breasts, a belly, flesh; I was as nourishing as bread, as fragrant as earth. It was so miraculous that I didn't think of measuring my time o…

—p.341 The Mandarins by Simone de Beauvoir
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1 year, 1 month ago

what a to-do about not getting kissed! topic/heartbreak

The man and the two women stopped and smiled broadly back at him. A moment later I found myself sitting with them at a table in a dreary cafeteria; they were all speaking very rapidly and I understood nothing of what they were saying. Brogan was laughing a great deal, his face was animated; he seem…

—p.339 by Simone de Beauvoir
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1 year, 1 month ago

first I had to live it hour by hour

He took me to a bowling alley where we drank beer while watching the pins fall, and to a saloon where five mechanical pianos hammered out old dusty music one after the other, and to an aquarium where we looked at fish grimacing spitefully. We took streetcars, subways, other streetcars and other sub…

—p.336 by Simone de Beauvoir
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whose success no longer depended upon me only

He wasn't waiting for me; there was no one in the waiting-room. 'It's starting badly,' I thought, sitting down in an armchair. I was completely helpless and told myself worriedly that I had not been very cautious. 'Should I call Brogan, or should I not call him?' I had started by playing this game …

—p.333 by Simone de Beauvoir
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what about those morals of a bitch in heat?

I hung up the telephone, damp with sweat. My heart calmed down, and it left an emptiness under my ribs. I went to the Wilsons. There were many people there; they put a glass in my hand, smiled at me, called me by my name, clutched my arm, my shoulder, invited me left and right; I wrote down appoint…

—p.331 by Simone de Beauvoir