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“Life is difficult for us all. We’re all driven by love, and the desire to be loved and happy. If you take the right attitude, you think positively, you fill yourself with gratitude, joy and passion – it could be hell on earth and you’d still be happy.”

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The Winners' Guide

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“Maybe we don’t ever feel that sweetly untainted and wholly majestic kind of love that takes every longing captive because we are hopelessly entangled in the illogical fear that despite all of love’s grand goodness, it might not be good enough to keep us safe.”

“Το ότι συγχρόνως υπήρχε και κάτι ουσιαστικά γελοίο σ' αυτό που συνέβαινε, δηλαδή ένα πλήθος από άντρες που κάθονταν με κατεβασμένα τα βρακιά ως τα γόνατα, ο καθένας στο θάλαμό του, βογκώντας και μουγκρίζοντας και τραβώντας το πέος τους πάνω κάτω, ενώ έβλεπαν ταινίες με γυναίκες που κάνανε σεξ με άλογα ή με σκυλιά, ή άντρες με πλήθος άλλους άντρες, δεν μπορούσαν να μην το βλέπουν, αλλά ούτε και να το λάβουνε υπόψη τους, καθότι ο γνήσιος πόθος και το γνήσιο γέλιο είναι ασυμβίβαστα πράγματα, κι αυτό που τους οδηγούσε εκεί ήταν ο πόθος. Όμως, γιατί ειδικά εκεί; Όλες οι ταινίες που μπορούσες να δεις εκεί, υπήρχαν και στο ίντερνετ και μπορούσες να τις δεις τελείως μόνος, χωρίς κίνδυνο να σε δουν άλλοι. Οπότε λοιπόν έπρεπε να υπάρχει κάτι σ' αυτήν την ανομολόγητη κατάσταση που έψαχναν να βιώσουν. Ήταν το ανήθικο, αναξιοπρεπές και βρώμικο της όλης υπόθεσης ή το κλειστό από όλους τους άλλους".”

“Pentru că doctorul Darvari nu te-ar strânge de gât. Nu ţi-ar băga mâna între picioare. Nu ţi-ar tăia pielea cu lama şi nu te-ar arunca de la etaj. El nici măcar nu ţi-ar putea sfâşia carnea cu unghiile pentru că n-are unghii de fiară. El nu vrea sângele tău. Nu vrea ghemul de nervi al plexului tău solar. Nu vrea nimic. N-are cuţit, n-are pistol, n-are ascunsă în pumn o sârmă subţire de oţel. Te priveşte şi psihicul lui e mai tare decât privirea lui. Iată de ce e un monstru. Ai prefera de o mie de ori ca el să fie violent şi vulgar. Dar el nu, Nu-ţi pune mâna. Nu-ţi bagă piciorul între. Nu te apucă de păr. Nu-ţi smulge bluza. Nu-ţi rupe fusta ca să. Nu-ţi retează sfârcurile ca nişte muguri de floare aruncaţi să plutească în vasul extraplat cu cerneală albastră. Profesorul şi doctorul Hristu Darvari nu vrea nimic. El te înghite bucată cu bucată, vrăjit de zumzetul electric al dorinţei, înconjurat de flăcările moi ale biocurenţilor, încremenit în aerul galben, rece şi transparent.”