...language is never innocent.

“Dreamed of maman again. She was telling me—O cruelty!—that I didn’t really love…”

“Charlus takes the narrator's chin and slides his magnetized fingers up to the e…”

“Literature is without proofs. By which it must be understood that it cannot pro…”

“Don't say mourning. It's too psychoanalytic. I'm not mourning. I'm suffering.”