Sweet Death: A NovelOverlook Press, 1987 - 130 pages Told with dazzling narrative brilliance and the haunting power of an impassioned soliloquy, an astonishing parable of a woman's obsession of sweets and delicacies is seen. A novel of heartstopping intensity, black humor and passion not easily forgotten. |
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Page 83
... monster . Street fair at Pigalle . But places like this aren't for me . Here everyone looks a bit like a monster , and no one notices me . To the enjoyment of sugar , I like to add the pleasure of feeling myself completely out of place ...
... monster . Street fair at Pigalle . But places like this aren't for me . Here everyone looks a bit like a monster , and no one notices me . To the enjoyment of sugar , I like to add the pleasure of feeling myself completely out of place ...
Page 86
... monster's complacency in knowing itself to be monstrous — who , if not the monster itself ? I tell the truth . Those other monsters have nothing to say . I don't recognize myself in them . The more desperately one has tried to escape ...
... monster's complacency in knowing itself to be monstrous — who , if not the monster itself ? I tell the truth . Those other monsters have nothing to say . I don't recognize myself in them . The more desperately one has tried to escape ...
Page 124
... monster is me . And I wonder if the most monstrous thing in all of this might not be the look I give the monster . How many days without the strength to write ? The Student came knocking at my door , and he 124 SWEET DEATH.
... monster is me . And I wonder if the most monstrous thing in all of this might not be the look I give the monster . How many days without the strength to write ? The Student came knocking at my door , and he 124 SWEET DEATH.
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