tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28464200.post2700790965527430738..comments2023-10-24T20:47:13.885+05:30Comments on The Spaniard In The Works: Sometimes all it takes is a fragmentSpace Barhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08251329008160756254noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28464200.post-43875560204708849862013-09-19T02:41:00.844+05:302013-09-19T02:41:00.844+05:30Suba: Eee. Reading off the feedreader, I assumed i...Suba: Eee. Reading off the feedreader, I assumed it was you! The Duras...someone borrowed my copy of The Lover years ago and never returned it. Have been trying to find one ever since. Need to re-read.Space Barhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08251329008160756254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28464200.post-290181497555111282013-09-18T22:21:38.609+05:302013-09-18T22:21:38.609+05:30It's a great line but I do have to clarify tha...It's a great line but I do have to clarify that it's not mine! It's Masha Tupitsyn's, from the thought-provoking <i>Love Dog</i>. I wish it was my line. :) <br /><br />"I can't say I've looked at anyone recently. Not seriously." You know, that's what it feels like for me, too. Losing the ability to look is losing something essential. "We don't look at anyone anymore, once we think we know who they are." YES. Gonna have to agree with Duras that looking would leave one vulnerable, not comfortable ...Subashinihttp://disquietblog.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.com