“Maybe I’m fated to drift through life with nothing but second-rate erections, he asked himself, or not even second-rate ones? That would be a sad sort of life, like a prolonged twilight. But depending on how you look at it, it might be unavoidable. At least once in his life he had had the perfect erection, and the perfect orgasm. It was like the author of Gone with the Wind. Once you have achieved something so magnificent, you have to be content with it.”
This passage written by the author of The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, rather than of Sputnik Sweetheart.
November 05, 2011, 11:01am Comments