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Irene's Cunt QUOTES

Irene's Cunt QUOTES

1 " And when she’s alone again, as truly alone in the world as she’s always felt herself to be, she looks at herself in a bamboo-framed mirror. Beautiful face, aglow with the taste of carnal pleasure, disdainful and avid … and above all an indefinable look in which can be sensed unspecified danger, sensuality triumphant and a sort of intoxicating vulgarity. She likes what she sees … around her drifts a great brunette fragrance, scent of happy brunette, in which the idea of others dissolves. "

― Louis Aragon , Irene's Cunt

2 " Yes, I have forgotten your eyes so much so that seeing them again leaves me indifferent on that point. Indifferent... oh no, words no more express love than they do the death of love. "

― Louis Aragon , Irene's Cunt

3 " How a life exiles itself! The years slip by and leave man, after so many peregrinations and meta-morphoses, absolutely akin himself, for the sake of a little moral simile, to a circumstance which results in his remembering. "

― Louis Aragon , Irene's Cunt

4 " I have never sought out anything but scandal, and I cultivate it for its own sake. "

― Louis Aragon , Irene's Cunt

5 " They have understood of others’ lives what they were capable of understanding. But even if it were like that, it would be otherwise. "

― Louis Aragon , Irene's Cunt

6 " Love is still exalted enough for me. It has remained all that I love. What makes all things yield. What makes one abandon absolutely everything, and quite right too. "

― Louis Aragon , Irene's Cunt

7 " Where the rock’s nakedness repels the shy foot, where the discouraged plant will no longer spread the seduction of its seed, where the ice-axe strikes only sparks, there I have found my pasture, above the blue kingdom of the flies. I am an animal of the heights. "

― Louis Aragon , Irene's Cunt

8 " Around it, the elements of a world were settling into place. An odd structure. I looked back to the time when I had first built that set, positioning various ghosts there, most of whom had never taken substance. I found my way back there, the same even today. As before, isolation, sadness, the impossibility of my settling down, of accepting one destiny among so many others I’d have found equally uninviting. "

― Louis Aragon , Irene's Cunt

9 " The countryside and woods kept me occupied a while longer. Then I took a violent dislike to them and confined myself to my room. The prodigious slowness of time, the horrible punctuality of the meals, my reading of what I found in the library of the house, and a persistent memory above all, gave me an urgent desire to flee from that miserable region. But how could I? "

― Louis Aragon , Irene's Cunt