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“Desmond Coolwater is a well dressed, young prestigious ivy league gentleman and dabbling misogynist with a key to the metropolitan Denver nightlife as well as a job with a local, yet well known magazine as an entertainment / advertising executive. He knows how to make money marketing and beguiling women, but he is about take losses on a level that he’s not accustomed to and in order to overcome losing his job, nearly losing his father and the possibility for love with the right woman he will have to reinvent cool.”

“Desolate--Life is so dreary and desolate-- Women and men in the crowd meet and mingle, Yet with itself every soul standeth single, Deep out of sympathy moaning its moan-- Holding and having its brief exultation-- Making its lonesome and low lamentation-- Fighting its terrible conflicts alone.”

“Despabílate amor Bonjour buon giorno guten morgen despabílate amor y toma nota sólo en el tercer mundo mueren cuarenta mil niños por día en el plácido cielo despejado flotan los bombarderos y los buitres cuatro millones tienen sida la codicia depila la amazonia buenos días good morning despabílate en los ordenadores de la abuela onu no caben más cadáveres de ruanda los fundamentalistas degüellan a extranjeros predica el papa contra los condones havelange estrangula a maradona bonjour monsieur le maire forza italia buon giorno guten morgen ernst junger opus dei buenos días good morning hiroshima despabílate amor que el horror amanece”

“Despacio, volví a mi barracón y allí encontré a un buen amigo esperándome: "¿De verdad quieres irte con ellos?", me dijo con tristeza. "Sí, voy a ir." Se le saltaron las lágrimas y yo traté de consolarle. Todavía me quedaba algo por hacer, expresarle mi última voluntad. "Otto, escucha, en caso de que yo no regrese a casa junto a mi mujer y en caso de que la vuelvas a ver, dile que yo hablaba de ella a diario, continuamente. Recuérdalo. En segundo lugar, que la he amado más que a nadie. En tercer lugar, que el breve tiempo que estuve casado con ella tiene más valor que nada, que pesa en mí más incluso que todo lo que hemos pasado aquí. Otto, ¿dónde estás ahora? ¿Vives? ¿Qué ha sido de ti desde aquel momento en que estuvimos juntos por última vez? ¿Encontraste a tu mujer? ¿Recuerdas cómo te hice aprender de memoria mi última voluntad —palabra por palabra— a pesar de tus lágrimas de niño?”

“Despair could never touch a morning like this. The air was cool, and smelled of sage. It had the clarity that comes to Southern California only after a Santa Ana wind has blown all haze and history out to sea — air like telescopic glass, so that the snowcapped San Gabriela seemed near enough to touch, though they were forty miles away. The flanks of the blue foothills revealed the etching of every ravine, and beneath the foothills, stretching to the sea, the broad coastal plain seemed nothing but treetops: groves of orange, avocado, lemon, olive; windbreaks of eucalyptus and palm; ornamentals of a thousand different varieties, both natural and genetically engineered. It was as if the whole plain were a garden run riot, with the dawn sun flushing the landscape every shade of green.”

“Despair, grief, and depression are not things that people can simply stop, any more than someone can will an end to a toothache or the pain of withdrawal. Acutely suicidal people have lost all sense of having power over their pain. To tell them to magically acquire will power is like asking a crippled person to race against a champion. It does not help them do the thing in question; it just makes them feel worse.”