How Do You Know When You Know the Devil?

“I didn’t want their success. I’d been there. Maybe a part of me did want it, but it was a desire I knew was the devil. I didn’t respect it. I knew what it was. I’d seen the face of the devil. I’d been fucked by the devil. I’d fucked the devil. We’d given each other head. That’s when you know the devil.”

—Elizabeth Ashley, Actress: Postcards From the Road

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