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[electricsweater]

"However much he may tell her he loves her and thinks her beautiful, his loving gaze could never console her. Because the gaze of love is the gaze that isolates. Jean-Marc thought about the loving solitude of two old persons become invisible to other people; a sad solitude that prefigures death. No; what she nees is not a loving gaze, but a

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[super_gurl_]

oh my gosh. i read that quote last semester and almost posted it.
it's like you're in my head