"…how important it was to say “fuck” now and then, and say it loud too, relish its symbolic…"
“…how important it was to say “fuck” now and then, and say it loud too, relish its symbolic sweetness, its immigrant pride, a great American epic word really, starting at the lower lip, often the very front of the lower lip, before racing all the way to the back of the throat, where it finishes with a great blast, the concussive force of the K catching up then with the hush of the F already on its way, thus loading it with plenty of offense and edge and certainly ambiguity. FUCK. A great by-the-bootstrap prayer or curse if you prefer, depending on how you look at it, or use it, suited perfectly for hurling at the skies or at the world, or sometimes, if said just right, for uttering with enough love and fire, the woman beside you melts inside herself, immersed in all that word-heat.”
Johnny Truant (from House of Leaves, by Mark Z. Danielewski)
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(from House of Leaves, by Mark Z. Danielewski)