EMIL CIORAN In every man sleeps a prophet, and when he wakes there is a little more evil in the world.
Wednesday, August 7, 2024
HAROLD PINTER The Hothouse
I don’t care whether it’s true or not. I don’t like to have a thing repeated and repeated and repeated! Anyone would think I was slow on the uptake. The snow has turned to slush. I heard it. I understand it. That’s enough.
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