I give myself to adjectives body and soul, I die with pleasure for them.

Violette Leduc

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I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music. It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips.

Violette Leduc

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Often, we melt into our ecstasies as though they were jams, as though we were sinking into syrupy bowls of gooseberries, of raspberries, of bilberries.

Violette Leduc

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