Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Duras
"Very early in my life it was too late. At eighteen it was already too late. I aged. This aging was brutal. It spread over my features, one by one. I saw this aging of my face with the same sort of interest I might have taken, for example, in the reading of a book. That new face, I kept it. And it's kept the same contours, but it's like it is destroyed. I have a destroyed face."
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all those empty guilded cages
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