"We were like two lovers trying to reunite in far too hilly country. We lost sight of each other, took different paths, disappeared behind ridges or into forests and thickets..."

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On the Calculation of Volume III by Solvej Balle


 "The power of work. Art, and the huge, quiet power it gives."

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How to End a Story by Helen Garner

 

"Part of why we feel the need for so many new experiences may simply be that we are so bad at absorbing the ones we have had."

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A Simpler Life by The School of Life


"'I thought maybe when I arrived here I would feel inspired; that I would feel the urge to set out. But I don't in the least. Please let's not discuss it."
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Two Serious Ladies by Jane Bowles

 

"Next to the mirror I had pasted a quotation from Pascal, which I read every time I left my apartment: 'All of humanity's problems stem from man's inability to sit quietly in a room alone.'"

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Fresh, Green Life by Sebastian Castillo

 

"They are all the same. All love stories are the same. You meet, and that's it. Heartbreak can take years, splinting, cracking, flickering. The kinds of questions that form and turn back in on you before splitting out in all directions to explain why and how. Love doesn't have an explanation."

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Pick a Colour by Souvankham Thammavongsa

 

"If I made enough of an effort I could turn into quite a different woman. After I had gone to bed I lay for a long time staring into the darkness, and I felt the growth of a new cold-blooded resolution inside me."

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The Dry Heart by Natalia Ginzburg

 

"Love is women's work. Or the work of love belongs to women...that we will bring a swirling emotional energy that sands down edges, that smooths and warms and nourishes. That we will be kind. That we will sow love."

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Good Morning, Destroyer of Men's Souls by Nina Renata Aron


 "...unsealed and removed the ancient and priceless stained-glass windows in the cathedrals of Notre-Dame, Saint-Chapelle and Chartres, piece by piece. Each piece was numbered and placed into wooden crates, then tucked away to storage locations, which included the vaults of the Bank of France and the basement of Saint-Chapelle."

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The Art Spy by Michelle Young

"But why was monogamy the ultimate trust fall? The standard was prissy, puritanical. Simone, an intellectual, knew that sex was not love. Sex could be checkers. Sex was often golf."

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Seduction Theory by Emily Adrian

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