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It Is Not Surprising That Venice Is Known Above All For Mirrors And Glass Since Venice Is The Most Narcissistic City In The World, The City That Celebrates Self-mirroring.

When I Was A Ten-year Old Bookworm And Used To Kiss The Dust Jacket Pictures Of Authors As If They Were Icons, It Used To Amaze Me That These Remote People Could Provoke Me To Love.

Each Day That I Don't Write I Get More Fragmented.

The Only People Worth Writing About Are Those About Whom The Last Word Cannot Be Said.

Good Sex Is A Mystery. Perhaps Humping And Pumping Is Not A Mystery, But Good Sex Is A Mystery, And How Human Beings Become Truly Intimate Remains A Mystery.