this teetering croquembouche of impudence
A la recherche du temps perdu:
"I hate solitude, but I am afraid of intimacy. The substance of my life is a private conversation with myself which to turn into a dialogue would be equivalent to self-destruction"
— Iris Murdoch,
Under the Net
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