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queen of everything

artillie in lovesexromance

Both of them have ravaged young faces like the faces of children in a famished country. In their speech there is a sort of politeness, a sort of tender formality like that of two lonely children who want to be friends, and yet there is an impression that they have lived in this intimate situation for a long time and that the present scene between them is the repetition of one that has been repeated so often that its plausible emotional contents, such as reproach and contrition, have been completely worn out and there is nothing left but the acceptance of something hopelessly inalterable between them.

Tennessee Williams, Talk to Me Like the Rain and Let Me Listen...