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The Disobient Virgin - Sandra Marton


Cat's pulse was hammering. How could she tell him the rest now, with her body aching for something she didn't understand?
"About- About the husband you'll find me. The one who will agree to a divorce" Jake swung around and faced her.
"Cat, i just told you. A man with enough money to agree not to touch yours won't see any reason to go into a temporary marriage"
"Am i pretty Jake?"
"you know u are" he said in a voice rough as gravel
"And- and i'm untouched, I'm virgin"
Did she think he didn't know that. It was all that had kept him from taking her a minute ago, from stripping her naked, cupping her hips.
"what's your point"
"My point" she said slowly "is that the man i marry will be my legal husband for a day, a week, a month. I'll be his wife and..."
"And?"
"And i'll give him the only gift he can buy" she swallowed "i'll give him my virginity-...and you're going to teach me how to do it"

[Lule Portokalli]

"The Zahir" Paulo Cohelo

I really like this book. Don’t be surprised if I'll bring here the half of it .

But Esther had disappeared and left clues that were visible only to me, as if were a secret message: I'm leaving.
Why?
Is that question worth answering?
No. Because hidden in the answer is my own inability to keep the woman I love by my side. Is it worth finding her and persuading her to come back? Begging and imploring her to give our marriage another chance?
That seens ridiculous: it would be better merely to suffer as I had in the past, when other people I loved had left me. It would be better just to lick my wounds, as I had also done in the past. For a while, I'll think obsessively about her, I'll become embittered, I'll bore my friends because all I ever talk about is my wife leaving me. I'll try to justify what happened, spend days and nights reviewing every moment spent by her side, I'll conclude that she was too hard on me, even though I always tried to do my best. I'll find other women. When I walk down the street, I'll keep seeing woman who could be her. I'll suffer day and night, night and day. This could take weeks, months, possibly a year or more.
Until one morning, I'll wake up and find I'm thinking about something else, and then I'll know the worst is over. My heart might be briused, but it will recover and become capable of seeing the beauty of life once more. It's happened before, it will happen again, I'm sure. When someone leaves, it's because someone else is about to arrive-I'll find love again.

[Lule Portokalli]

"I don't know. And I'm not saying that I'm unhappy all the time. I have fun, I love you, I adore my work. Yet now and then, I feel this profound sadness, occasionally mingled with feelings of guilt or fear; the feeling passes, but always comes back later on, and then passes off again. Like Hans, I ask that same question; when I can't answer it, I simply forget. I could go and help starving children, set up a foundation for street children, start trying to save people in the name of Jesus, do something that would give me the feeling I was being useful, but I don't want to"

[Lule Portokalli]

But the Zahir, about which I initially used to think with either irritation or affection, continued to grow in my soul. I started looking for Esther in every woman I met. I would see her in every bar, every cinema, at bus stops. More than once I ordered a taxi driver to stop in the middle of the street or to follow someone, until I could persuade myself that the person was not the person I was looking for.
With the Zahir beginning to occupy my every thought, I needed an antidote, something that would not take me to the brink of despair.
There was only one possible solution: a girlfriend.

[nausika]

Foucault's Pendulum - Umberto Eco.

"You spend a life seeking the Opportunity, without realizing that the decisive moment, the moment that justified birth and death, has already passed. It will not return, but it was- full, dazzling, generous as every revelation."

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nga "La volupte d'etre" , Maurice Druon


"Sot femrat qe kane natyre kurtizaneje dhe ne fakt mbajne funksionin e kurtizaneve midis nesh jane shpesh te paqendrueshmet e perhershme, te pakenaqurat e perhershme qe divorcohen gjashte here ose nuk martohen fare, qe urrejne burrin te cilin e quajne te padenje t'i qendrojne besnike, torturojne te dashurit te cileve kurre nuk u perkasin teresisht, mbjellin me kembet e tyre grindje dhe drama duke kerkuar sic thone " gjithshka per te qene te lumtura", nuk e quajne kurre gabim te zoterojne ne shoqeri situaten qe iu paraqitet qe te mund te plotesojne pa iu ngjitur turpin e madh qe eshte destinacioni i tyre i vertete....
Megjithate...femrat me terheqese gjenden gjithmone mes tyre. "

[Lule Portokalli]

"The Zahir" Paulo Coelho

"Great. What I like about the book is the fackt that, at no point, do you blame your ex-wife. And you don't blame yourself either."
" I've learned not to waste my time doing that."
"Good. The universe takes care of correcting our mistakes"
"Do you think Ester's disappearance was some kind of 'correction' then?"
"I don't belive in the curative powers of suffering and tragedy; they happen because they're part of life and shouldn't be seen as a punishment. Generally speaking, the universe tells us when we're wrong by taking away what is most important to us: our friends. And that, I think I'm right in saying, is what was hapening with you."

[ChuChu]

nga "La volupte d'etre" , Maurice Druon


"Sot femrat qe kane natyre kurtizaneje dhe ne fakt mbajne funksionin e kurtizaneve midis nesh jane shpesh te paqendrueshmet e perhershme, te pakenaqurat e perhershme qe divorcohen gjashte here ose nuk martohen fare, qe urrejne burrin te cilin e quajne te padenje t'i qendrojne besnike, torturojne te dashurit te cileve kurre nuk u perkasin teresisht, mbjellin me kembet e tyre grindje dhe drama duke kerkuar sic thone " gjithshka per te qene te lumtura", nuk e quajne kurre gabim te zoterojne ne shoqeri situaten qe iu paraqitet qe te mund te plotesojne pa iu ngjitur turpin e madh qe eshte destinacioni i tyre i vertete....
Megjithate...femrat me terheqese gjenden gjithmone mes tyre. "

lol, this describes every female alive (or dead, lol)

:)

[Lule Portokalli]

"The Zahir " Paulo Coelho

"When I had nothing more to lose, I was given everything. When I ceased to be who I am, I found myself. When I experienced humiliation and yet kept on walking, I understood that I was free to choose my destiny. Perhaps there's something wrong with me, I don't know, perhaps my marriage was a dream I cuoldn't understand while it lasted. All I know is that even though I can live without her, I would still like to see her again, to say what I never said when we were together: I love you more than I love myself. If I could say that, then I could go on living, at peace with myself, because that love has redeemed me"

[Lule Portokalli]

"The Zahir" Poulo Coelho

Why do I want to speak to him? The people from the publishing house keep talking to me and I respond automatically; no one notices that I am far away, struggling to understand why I have invited to supper someone whom I should, by rights, hate. Do I want to find out where Ester is? Do I want to have my revange on this young man, so lost, so insicure and yet who was capable of luring away the person I love? Do I want to prove to myself that I am better, much better than he? Do I want to bribe him, seduce him, make him persuade my wife to come back?