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The Paris review just opened it's online interview archive to public browsing.

If you like literature there's probably an author somewhere on here you like.

Enjoy.

>> No.1232432

Providing a link is generally considered common courtesy. Yes, we all have Google. That's not the point.

>> No.1232449

So that's why I can't make friends. Goddamn links.

>> No.1232451

>>1232432
Oh, sorry. Didn't want to be redundant.

http://www.theparisreview.org/interviews/

>> No.1232454

The archive has been open for the past three years.

>> No.1232455

>>1232454
And here I thought OP was a dumbass.
Oh.

>>1232449
Actually, that's not why you can't make friends.

>> No.1232480

>>1232426
what if i dont like literature?

>> No.1232482

>>1232480
Then stay on /lit/, no one else here seems to care.

>> No.1232483

>>1232480

>>>/b/

>> No.1232484

My favourite is Truman Capote's interview with the manboy Brando. Because I'm a manboy.

>> No.1232493

mat brinkman :3

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"Anyway, I have friends. No. No, I don't," he said, verbally shadowboxing. "Oh, sure I do," he decided. "Some I don't hold out on. I let them know what's happening. You have to trust somebody. Well, not all the way ... Do you know how I make a friend?" He leaned a little toward me. "I go about it very gently. I circle around and around. Then, gradually, I come nearer. Then I reach out and touch them, ah, so gently ..." His fingers grazed my arm. "Then," he said, "I draw back. Wait awhile. Make them wonder. At just the right moment, I move in again. Touch them. Circle." Now his hand travelled in a rotating pattern, as though it held a rope. "Before they realise it, they're all entangled, involved. I have them. And suddenly, sometimes, I'm all they have.