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Artigos da categoria “Livros e Poesia”

Almost

Publicado em 14/04/2022

My life was scarcely a life at all, since she had left. She had educated me to certain qualities and properties that I hadn’t know before: the properties of food, of nice rooms and nice light and good colors, the pleasures of walking and looking at things with someone intelligent, new qualities of affection, the pleasures of talking. I had never done those sorts of things with a woman before. For a time I almost hated the concept of love and the fact of sex, because they were the missing ingredients that kept me for having all the other good things I wanted.

—Larry McMurtry, All My Friends Are Going to Be Strangers, Liveright, 2018 (1972)

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Blamed

Publicado em 13/04/2022

She sounded hostile suddenly, and I felt hostile. We hadn’t been when we parted, not at all. I was surprised to feel so hostile. I had been brooding for days. I guess I blamed her for not making us work. I guess she blamed me for the same thing. When she told me she was leaving I had felt paralysed. I felt really helpless.

—Larry McMurtry, All My Friends Are Going to Be Strangers, Liveright, 2018 (1972)

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Simple or impossible

Publicado em 09/04/2022

I wanted her to love me more than ever, not just for me but so she could feel normal. I really never said much about love, thought. (…) I let it be tacit. One thing we agreed on was that love was something there was no point in asking for. It was either simple or impossible. If you had to ask for it, it just meant it was impossible.

—Larry McMurtry, All My Friends Are Going to Be Strangers, Liveright, 2018 (1972)

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