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“He had to have her, he definitely had to have her. She was not merely the latest object on which his greedy desire to be saved had fixed itself; no, she was the woman who was going to save him. The woman whose fine intelligence and deep sympathy and divine body, yes, whose divine body would successfully deflect his attention from the gloomy well shaft of his feelings and the contemplation of his past.”
—Edward St. Aubyn, Bad News
I did refer to it as “our nausea.”
LORD please, let there be trouble in paradise this coming season. -_- I can’t even with these two. I really can’t.
“Sometimes we reveal ourselves when we are least like ourselves.”
— Anaïs Nin, Henry and June: From “A Journal of Love”
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Betty: I want you so much. I thought about it all day.
Don: Me Too.
Betty: No, I mean it. It’s all I think about. Everyday. Your car coming down the driveway. I put the kids to bed early. I make a grocery list. I cook butterscotch pudding. I never let my hands idle. Brushing my hair, drinking my milk and it’s all in a kind of fog ‘cause I can’t stop thinking about this. I want you so badly.
Don: ..You have me. You do.
