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Janet Fitch

"Who are you? the band sang. I tried to remember but I really couldn't say."

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"Who are you? the band sang. I tried to remember but I really couldn't say."

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"I should not talk so much about myself if there were anybody else whom I knew as well."

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"What's in a name? The accumulation of reputations from all who've owned it before you."

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"The sooner you answer the question, "who am I" the more effective and successful life you will have."

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"I hadn't understood at the time. If sinners were so unhappy, why would they prefer their suffering? But now I knew why.Without my wounds, who was I? My scars were my face, my pastwas my life."

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"Do not allow yourself to be pulled into the role of embracing victimship as some sort of badge of honor to wear or flash around at any opportunity."

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"You couldn't escape the pointy hat, though. There was nothing magical about a pointy hat except that it said that the woman underneath it was a witch. People paid attention to a pointy hat."

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"Forms come and go. You, the quantum non-entity behind your human identity, comes nor goes."

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"Our houses are such unwieldy property that we are often imprisoned rather than housed by them."

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"You are not what you want, you are what you have been made to be."

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"I hadn't understood at the time. If sinners were so unhappy, why would they prefer their suffering? But now I knew why.Without my wounds, who was I? My scars were my face, my pastwas my life."
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"The moon rose, squatting in the strained blue."
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"Let me tell you a few things about regret, my darling. There is no end to it. You cannot find the beginning of the chain that brought us from there to here. Should you regret the whole chain, and the air in between, or each link separately?"
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"A novel is like a dream in which everyone is you. They're all parts of yourself."
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"Her hatred glittered irresistibly. I could see it, the jewel, it was sapphire, it was the cold lakes of Norway."
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"A person didn't need to be beautiful, they just needed to be loved. But I couldn't help wanting it. If that was the way I could be loved, to be beautiful, I'd take it"
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"My mother once wrote a poem about rivers. They were women, she wrote. Starting out small girls, tiny streams decorated with wildflowers. They were torrents, gouging paths through sheer granite, flinging themselves off cliffs, fearless and irresistible. Later, they grew fat servicable, broad slow curves carrying commerce and sewage, but in their unconscious depths catfish gorged, grew the size of barges, and in the hundred - year storms, they rose up, forgetting the promises they made, the wedding vows, and drowned everything for miles around. Finally they gave out, birth - emptied, malarial, into a fan of swamps that met the ocean."
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"Don't turn over rocks if you don't want to see the pale creatures who live under them."
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"What can I say about life? Do I praise it for letting you live, or damn it for allowing the rest?"
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"What was beauty unless you intended to use it, like a hammer, or a key? It was just something for other people to use and admire, or envy, despise. To nail their dreams onto like a picture hanger on a blank wall. And so many girls saying, use me, dream me."
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