Tuesday, August 30, 2016

"...live your own life with a little privacy."

Element of a Crime (1984)

"She watched Sergeant Garp suckle in his sleep and tried to imagine that his ultimate regression would be peaceful, that he would turn into his fetus phase and no longer breathe through his lungs; that his personality would blissfully separate, half of him turning to dreams of an egg, half of him to dreams of sperm. Finally, he simply wouldn't be anymore."

The World According to Garp, John Irving