2005-03-24

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2005-03-24 11:38 pm

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He was still too young to know that the heart's memory eliminates that bad and magnifies the good, and that thanks to this artifice we manage to endure the burden of the past.

- Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Love in the Time of Cholera
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2005-03-24 11:53 pm
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Although I have no important business to do, I am nonetheless continually occupied. I spend my life in inquiry. In the evening I write down what I have noticed, what I have seen or heard, during the day. Everything interests me, everything surprises me: I am like a child, whose organs are still delicate, so that even the most trivial things make an impression on them.

- Montesquieu
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2005-03-24 11:55 pm

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The truth is that she was a fearless apprentice but lacked all talent for guided fornication. She never understood the charm of serenity in bed, never had a moment of invention, and her orgasms were inopportune and epidemic: an uninspired lay.

- Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Love in the Time of Cholera