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“The thing about champagne,you say, unfoiling the cork, unwinding the wire restraint, is that is the ultimate associative object. Every time you open a bottle of champagne, it's a celebration, so there's no better way of starting a celebration than opening a bottle of champagne. Every time you sip it, you're sipping from all those other celebrations. The joy accumulates over time.”

Quote by David Levithan

Work

The Lover's Dictionary: A Novel

This novel presents a unique narrative structure, using a dictionary format to delve into the intricacies of a romantic relationship. The entries are intimate and reflective, capturing the nuances of love and the passage of time between two individuals. more

Author

David Levithan
David Levithan

David Levithan, born on September 7, 1972, is a renowned author from the United States. His works span across various genres including young adult literature, adult fiction, and non-fiction, known for his unique narrative style and profound insights into social issues. more

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