That was how the tears went down Cherry's face...a teaspoon full of ten years' sorrow.
Norman MailerA fire had begun to spread in me. It was burning now in my stomach and my lungs were dry as old leaves, my heart had a herded pressure which gave promise to explode.
Norman Mailer...and dread came back like a hoot from a bully on the street outside.
Norman MailerThe paradox is that no love can prove so intense
as the love of two narcissists for each other.
Great sex is apocalyptic. There is no such thing as great sex unless you have an apocalyptic moment.
Norman MailerMots clés sex-sexaulity
Love was love, one could find it with anyone, one could find it anywhere. It was just that you could never keep it. Not unless you were ready to die for it.
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So you come soon to power, but you have merely inherited the crisis and yours is the profit of cancer.
Norman MailerMots clés power
In the South of Spain, one could look to vice as quickly as to virtue for a sense of tradition.
Norman MailerMots clés mailer picasso pablo-picasso norman
... it all seems more reasonable and possible until you put it figuratively, until the metaphorical end, which is always the muzzle if you come down to it, blasts you in the face.
Norman MailerI don’t trust compliments. I’ve been getting them for years. Sometimes I deserve them, sometimes I didn’t. But generally when people give you compliments there’s one of two things wrong with them. Either they’re false, or what’s worse is they’re sincere. They really mean the compliment. And then they’re offering you their loyalty. And I’m kind of a stingy… Well, I don’t necessarily want to give all that loyalty back. So either way, let’s skip the compliments.
Norman MailerMots clés trust compliment
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