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I finished The Fall on Thursday. It was nothing special.
I bought The Informers and Less than Zero on Saturday during lunch and finished the former this morning. It was quite exciting, nihilistic as hell, but exciting.
Anyone who has considerably meditated on man, by profession or vocation, is led to feel nostalgia for the primates. They at least don't have any ulterior motives.
Paris is a real trompe-l'oeil, a magnificent stage-setting inhabited by four million silhouettes. Nearly five million at the last census? Why, they must have multiplied. And that wouldn't surprise me. It always seemed to me that our fellow citizens had two passions: ideas and fornication.
Every man needs slaves as he needs fresh air. Commanding is breathing--you agree with me? And even the most destitute manage to breathe. The lowest man in the social scale has his wife or child. If he's unmarried, a dog. The essential thing, after all, is being able to get angry with someone who has no right to talk back.
It is not true, after all, that I never loved. I conceived at least one great love in my life, of which I was always the object.
Our feminine friends have in common with Bonaparte the belief that they can succee where everyone else has failed.
I bought The Informers and Less than Zero on Saturday during lunch and finished the former this morning. It was quite exciting, nihilistic as hell, but exciting.
Anyone who has considerably meditated on man, by profession or vocation, is led to feel nostalgia for the primates. They at least don't have any ulterior motives.
Paris is a real trompe-l'oeil, a magnificent stage-setting inhabited by four million silhouettes. Nearly five million at the last census? Why, they must have multiplied. And that wouldn't surprise me. It always seemed to me that our fellow citizens had two passions: ideas and fornication.
Every man needs slaves as he needs fresh air. Commanding is breathing--you agree with me? And even the most destitute manage to breathe. The lowest man in the social scale has his wife or child. If he's unmarried, a dog. The essential thing, after all, is being able to get angry with someone who has no right to talk back.
It is not true, after all, that I never loved. I conceived at least one great love in my life, of which I was always the object.
Our feminine friends have in common with Bonaparte the belief that they can succee where everyone else has failed.