“Books are finite, sexual encounters are finite, but the desire to read and to fuck is infinite; it surpasses our own deaths, our fears, our hopes for peace.” ― Roberto Bolaño
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segunda-feira, 23 de março de 2015
quarta-feira, 8 de janeiro de 2014
Dear Reader
Baudelaire considers you his brother, and Fielding calls out to you every few paragraphs as if to make sure you have not closed the book, and now I am summoning you up again, attentive ghost, dark silent figure standing in the doorway of these words.
Billy Collins
Billy Collins
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