When her friends spoke of love, of men they had loved, Ottilie became sulky: How do you feel if you’re in love? she asked. Ah, said Rosita with swooning eyes, you feel as though pepper has been sprinkled on your heart, as though tiny fish are swimming in your veins.

Truman Capote, “House of Flowers,” from Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Three Stories.
 
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