Thursday, January 3, 2008

Flaubert's Parrot

Don't think that I belong to that vulgar race of men who feel disgust after pleasure, and for whom love exists only as lust. No: in me what rises doesn't subside so quickly. Moss grows on the castles of my heart as soon as they are built; but it takes some time for them to fall into ruin, if they ever completely do.

Gustave Flaubert, 1846
Found in Flaubert's Parrot, Julian Barnes

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