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    Sunday ~ May 6th, 2007 22:42 by ionuca Posted in Citate

    Am auzit la capatul celuilalt al firului vocea Ioanei si mi-a parut venind de mult prea departe; era intr-una dintre diminetile mele mahmure cu dureri de cap si nasul iritat de la atata zapada, caci in noaptea ce trecuse doborasem recordul in pacalirea simturilor, trecuse – da! – un an intreg de nopti albe si zile negre si incununasem sarbatoarea asta cu o cantitate frumusica de pudra imaculata.

    Marian Coman – Nopti albe, zile negre

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    Sunday ~ May 6th, 2007 14:03 by ionuca Posted in Citate

    dar eu mi-am amintit de tine şi, ca de obicei, am zâmbit.
    e o reacţie necontrolată.

    Zambesc – Mircea Cartarescu

    Mi-e dor sa citesc in doi…

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