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“Esses momentos de distanciamento, efêmeros, vinham de fora, eu não buscava nada disso. Muito pelo contrário, evitava situações que pudessem me tirar da minha obsessão: leituras, saídas e outras atividades que antes gostava de fazer. Desejava o ócio completo. Recusei com ímpeto uma carga extra de trabalho que meu diretor solicitou, e quase o insultei ao telefone. Sentia que estava no direito de me opor a tudo o que atrapalhasse uma entrega sem limites às sensações e narrativas imaginárias da minha paixão. No trem, no metrô, nas salas de espera, em qualquer lugar em que é permitido ficar à toa, logo que eu me sentava, começava a fantasiar com A. No momento exato em que entrava nesse estado, minha cabeça era invadida por um espasmo de felicidade. Tinha a impressão de me abandonar a um prazer físico, como se o cérebro, sob o afluxo repetido das mesmas imagens, das mesmas lembranças, pudesse ter um orgasmo, como se fosse um órgão sexual similar aos outros.”

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Book:Simple Passion
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Simple Passion

This book delves into the intricacies of love, desire, and the human heart, offering a nuanced portrayal of the emotional journey. more

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Annie Ernaux
Annie Ernaux

Annie Ernaux, born on September 1, 1940, is a renowned French writer known for her autobiographical novels. Her works delve into the relationship between personal memory and history, as well as the impact of social class on individual destiny. more

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“ENTREGA Abandonar o corpo à pessoa amada para que faça dele o que quiser. Não opor qualquer resistência entregar-se natural, suavemente. O outro sabe as veredas como o rio desce encostas para seu gozo no mar. Abandonar o corpo ao outro para que invente, projete pontes de suspiros, liberte seus demônios e poemas e se converta em anjo num ruflar de penas. Abandonar o corpo à sorte alheia fundida à própria sorte, dissolver-se no corpo alheio como quem na vida, dissolve a morte.”

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Book:Житие на св. цар Борис, покръстител на българите
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“Светостта се ражда в сблъсъците и борбата с изкушенията. Венеца на правдата получават победителите в тая борба, която често пъти е истинско мъченичество, същинска Голгота. Но колкото по-трагично е стълкновението на чувствата, толкова по-сияйна е светостта на победилия своите естествени привързаности в името на един висш идеал — благото на всички.”

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“For, indeed, this is the great horror, solitude, when the soul can no longer bathe in the ever-changing mind, laugh as its sunlit ripples lap its skin, but, shut up in the castle of a few thoughts, paces its narrow prison, wearing down the stone of time, feeding on its own excrement. There is no star in the blackness of that night, no foam upon the stagnant and putrid sea. Even the glittering health that the desert brings to the body, is like a spear in the soul's throat. The passionate ache to act, to think: this eats into the soul like a cancer. It is the scorpion striking itself in its agony, save that no poison can add to the tortue of the circling fire; no superflux of anguish relieve it by annihilation. But against these paroxisms is an eightfold sedative. The ravings of madness are lost in soundless space; the struggles of the drowning man are not heeded by the sea.”

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