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Gerard Reve

  • Yuliia Makarenkohas quoted4 months ago
    Frits rolled a cigarette and ran through the luminescent scale of frequencies without finding anything to his liking.
  • Yuliia Makarenkohas quoted4 months ago
    Frits smiled and looked closely at the handsome, bronzed face with its deep-set, dark blue eyes. “Look for the brand when you buy toothpaste,” he thought. “Wandering?” he replied, “I’m not wandering. It’s bound to be a nasty business this evening, don’t you think, Wim?”
  • Yuliia Makarenkohas quoted4 months ago
    felt his eyes grow moist, seized the sheet between his teeth and fell asleep.
  • Yuliia Makarenkohas quoted4 months ago
    “A doctor once told me that they asked one of the loonies in the asylum: What are you going to do when you leave here? He says: Oh, maybe I’ll become an actor, I’ve always had a flair for that. Or else I’ll work for a newspaper, I did that too for a few years. But there’s always a chance that I’ll pick up my old calling; in actual fact, I’m a teapot.”
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