And fiction got through to me where facts had feared to tread.
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“I stood outside that window in the dark
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God, jealousy sure is a mad dog from hell with rabies
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when we thought how you behaved was the fault of other people. The dictionary I own does not define jealousy as pain. It uses words like “resentment,” “envy,” “mental uneasiness from suspicion,” and the effete “mood
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when we thought how you behaved was the fault of other people
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It’s only temporary: you either die, or get better
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beauty without a whisper of fading, sagging, or wrinkling, although real girls do age, of course, no matter how self-enchanted they are. And age is a disaster
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Eve is still fighting back against those that would tell her how to write, what to write about, and how to spend her days
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don’t think anyone has written about the freefall of youth as well as Babitz—the power of its taut skin and amoral beauty, the freedom from consequences and the future
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The Eve of Black Swans has the weight of the years and the voice of history within her