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Samuel Beckett

Vladimir: Did I ever leave you? Estragon: You let me go. ― Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot. (Grove Press; 1 edition, May 17, 2011) Originally published 1952. Premiered 5 January 1953 at theThéâtre de Babylone, Paris France.

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Samuel Beckett

saying again if you do not teach me I shall not learn saying again there is a last even of last times last times of begging last times of loving of knowing not knowing pretending a last even of last times of saying if you do not love me I shall not be loved if… Continue reading Samuel Beckett

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Richard Brautigan

The sweet juices of your mouth are like castles bathed in honey. I’ve never had it done so gently before. You have put a circle of castles around my penis and you swirl them like sunlight on the wings of birds. ― Richard Brautigan, “I’ve Never Had it Done so Gently Before,” Trout Fishing in… Continue reading Richard Brautigan

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Richard Brautigan

Love’s Not The Way To Treat a Friend Love’s not the way to treat a friend. I wouldn’t wish that on you. I don’t want to see your eyes forgotten on a rainy day, lost in the endless purse of those who can remember nothing. Love’s not the way to treat a friend. I don’t… Continue reading Richard Brautigan

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Richard Brautigan

There are so many better things for you than to see your feelings sold as magic lanterns to somebody whose body casts no light. — Richard Brautigan, from “Love’s Not the Way to Treat a Friend,” Rommel Drives On Deep into Egypt. (Delacorte Pr, January 1, 1979)

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