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« Murder, in humans, is nearby, it's just under the skin, quivering, it's at the edge of the eyes like the desire, flower head. The murder, in a sense, is only a figure of desire: the desire to spend. »
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Camille Laurens
Dans ces bras-là |
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Camille Laurens
Dans ces bras-là
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« The father is the only face of man who is given to a woman; the father is the only man that it is never given to be. »
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Camille Laurens
Dans ces bras-là |
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Camille Laurens
Dans ces bras-là
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« If we could identify themselves, if we knew appear in the evidence of her sex, in the certainty of his being, we would not write, there is no story, no subject, not object. »
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Camille Laurens
Dans ces bras-là |
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Camille Laurens
Dans ces bras-là
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