is fall in love, drop out of college, learn to subsist on water and air, have a species named after me, and ruin my life. When I was little my mother used to get a certain look in her eyes and say, "One day you're going to fall in love." I wanted to say, but never said: Not in a million years.
The only boy I'd ever kissed was Misha Shklovsky. His cousin taught him in Russia, where he lived before he moved to Brooklyn and he taught me. "Not so much tongue," was all he said.
from The History of Love by Nicole Krauss
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I don't know that book, but sounds very interesting!!! I wish I would have more TIME so I could read.
I always must make a choice... to read or to go to internet... internet has been winning :S
Hope all is super with you my sweet and dear friend.
Tons of love
xoxo
me encantaria leer ese libro...
saludos xxx
great book, don cha think? that's why i hated it so much...
...i just hope it won't come back from yucatán completely drenched...
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