« Art is a Holocaust: where it is mankind that we want to destroy, for the good of man. »
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Morgan Sportès
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Morgan Sportès
Solitudes
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« Write for me, push me in what is called the imaginary, was it a way to reverse an upside down world, the child confused at his mother: to find, through fiction, reality? »
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Morgan Sportès
Solitudes |
Morgan Sportès
Solitudes
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« Infinite is the field of the novel. »
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Morgan Sportès
Solitudes |
Morgan Sportès
Solitudes
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