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“Fire like a pleading, that says, please, please, tell me I’m wrong, because it can’t possibly be true for you as well, and if it’s true for you too, then you’re the cruelest man alive.”

Quote by André Aciman

Book:Call Me by Your Name
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Call Me by Your Name

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André Aciman

André Aciman, born on January 2, 1951, is a renowned writer known for his profound psychological insights and unique narrative style. His works, such as 'The Museum of Unconditional Love,' are celebrated for their emotional depth and distinctive storytelling. more

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