"A classic is a book that has never finished saying what it has to say."
"...and every Wednesday the perfumed young lady slips me a hundred-crown note to leave her alone with the convict. And by Thursday the hundred crowns are already gone in so much beer. And when the visiting hour is over, the young lady comes out with the stink of jail in her elegant clothes; and the prisoner goes back to his cell with the lady's perfume in his jailbird's suit. And I'm left with the smell of beer. Life is nothing but trading smells."
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Source: Italo Calvino (2012). “If on a winter's night a traveler”, p.76, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
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