"You know women," confided the fruitseller, "they love little cats... they always love the helpless things. But when it comes to men, you know, they'll want them cruel." The youth stranger smiled thinly. "Am I right?" laughed the man, slapping the youth on the back and reentering his store with the kitten, chuckling to himself. "Maybe so," mumbled the youth to himself. "How the hell should I know?"

"You know women," confided the fruitseller, "they love little cats... they always love the helpless things. But when it comes to men, you know, they'll want them cruel." The youth stranger smiled thinly. "Am I right?" laughed the man, slapping the youth on the back and reentering his store with the kitten, chuckling to himself. "Maybe so," mumbled the youth to himself. "How the hell should I know?"

๐Ÿ“– Jack Kerouac

๐ŸŒ American  |  ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ผ Novelist

๐ŸŽ‚ March 12, 1922  โ€“  โšฐ๏ธ October 21, 1969
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This passage from Jack Kerouac's The Sea is My Brother presents a candid and somewhat cynical reflection on human relationships, specifically through the lens of gender dynamics. The fruitseller's comment attributes a contradictory characteristic to women โ€” a nurturing affection towards vulnerable creatures like kittens, contrasted sharply against a seemingly cruel preference when it comes to men. This duality may metaphorically suggest the complexity of love and attraction, evoking themes of...

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