I'll go from world to world until I find a time and place where you can come awake in safety. And I'll tell your story to my people, so that perhaps in time the can forgive you, too. The way that you've forgiven me.

The construction of life is at present in the power of facts far more than convictions.

She knew that she could not have reached this white serenity except as the sum of all the colors, of all the violence she had known.

[...] I know how to inflame a cunt. I shoot hot bolts into you, Tania. I make your ovaries incandescent.

Written By Henry Miller

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