The hours ahead, like all her nights with him, would be added, she thought, to that savings account of one’s life where moments of time are stored in the pride of having been lived.

No, no—there are depths, depths! The more I go over it, the more I see in it, and the more I see in it, the more I fear. I don’t know what I don’t see—what I don’t fear!

Be  careful about  the  thoughts. They can  make  you  or  break  you.

sex finds us. sex sees through us. that's why it's so shattering. it strips us of appearances."_Eric Packer

Written By Don DeLillo

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