"thinking too much gives you wrinkles."
CAN’T THIS BE MY LIFE
"Oh, we had a lot of sex back then in Montreal; it wasn’t just me. Blame it on the cold. The roses in everyone’s cheeks made them seem way more appealing than they actually were. We confused the indoors with intimacy and electric heating with connection."
Heather O’Neill, THE GIRL WHO WAS SATURDAY NIGHT
"Once the writer in every individual comes to life (and that time is not far off), we are in for an age of universal deafness and lack of understanding."
Milan Kundera, Book of Laughter and Forgetting