“Love me, Kat. The words repeated in his brain like a song he was unable to find the end of. I’ve loved… — Mia Marlowe Copy Share Image
“In truth, his most ardent fantasy was to hear her saying the three words he had repeated so often already. I love… — Cristiane Serruya Copy Share Image
We must find out what words are and how they function. They become images when written down, but images of words repeated… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
