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“Carral and Jo, two sets of lips sucking the same man in and out of each other’s mouths. Here lay two Siamese twins, bound together by a thick freckled masculine sinew. And when something pushes in between my labia I’m torn and I scream, blood trickles down my thigh like warm dark fruit juice. Whatever’s in there twists in all the way, crawls up to my black apple and bites, and that’s how we are bound together: Carral and Jo, Carral and Jo together: A black, dead and rotten fruit.”
― Jenny Hval, Paradise Rot

“We are all of us condemned to loneliness, each and every one of us. You died alone. I'll die alone. You yelled my name when the car fell, I call out yours each and every night of my life. At some point fate will realign our calendars and, if we're lucky, we'll live seventy long years together and then never again.”
― André Aciman, The Gentleman From Peru

“All these years they’ve been like two little plants sharing the same plot of soil, growing around one another, contorting to make room, taking certain unlikely positions. But in the end she has done something for him, she’s made a new life possible, and she can always feel good about that.”
― Sally Rooney, Normal People

“There was a freedom in the feeling that our house was fundamentally too broken to fix.”
― Dolly Alderton, Everything I Know About Love: A Memoir