good passion, but intellectually lazy

"I asked, So what happens now? I don’t know. Do you want to go home? He flipped back to, I can’t. Then you’ll go away? He pointed at, I can’t. Then we were out of options."

- Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, Jonathan Safran Foer

"I love sex. That feeling of being revealed, slowly, to be naked, and that sudden rush of cool air that spurs your penis on as you feel it grow away from your tiny black hairs in the dark. You hear this high-pitched gasping, sometimes screaming, you know that She needs you, and then you feel pulsating through your body this overlapping warmness… like heat. Heat from Her other body, yes, like sweat and stink… but also HEAT. Heat, which impersonates love. For awhile, I wasn’t thoughtful, and in truth I thought it was."

"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ‘Wow! What a Ride!"

- Hunter S. Thompson

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