It’s not Love. But what fault is it of mineif my affections do not becomeLove? Very much my fault, I would say,when I can live from day to dayon mad purity, blind pity…Make a scandal of meekness.But the violence of the senses and intellectthat has confounded me for yearswas the only way.
-Pier Paolo Pasolini
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