"O, I can read your thoughts!
BLOOM
(bitterly) Man and woman, love, what is it? A cork and bottle. I'm sick of it. Let everything rip.
ZOE
(in sudden sulks) I hate a rotter that's insincere. Give a bleeding whore a chance." (U15.1972)
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