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To transform experience and thought into language and narrative - that is beautiful even if that beauty is in brokenness.

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Alice Sebold
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: September 6
Novelist
Writer
Madison
Wisconsin
Language
Experience
Beautiful
Thought
Brokenness
Even
Transform
Narrative
Beauty

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He took the hat from my mouth. ''Tell me you love me'', he said. Gently I did. The end came anyway
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Nothing is ever certain.
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Loss could be used as a measure of beauty in a woman.
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I live in a world where two truths coexist: where both hell and hope lie in the palm of my hand
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Out loud I said I had two children. Silently I said three. I always felt like apologizing to her for that.
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Before, they had never found themselves broken together. Usually, it was one needing the other but not both needing each other, and so there had been a way, by touching, to borrow from the stronger one's strength.
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I have always felt extremely weird. But I am very happy with my weirdnesses, and I want other people to be very happy with theirs.
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Do you miss Susie? Because it was dark, because Ruth was facing away from her,because Ruth was almost a stranger, Lindsey said what she felt. More than anyone will ever know.
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Depending on where I am in the process, sometimes I have a page count and sometimes I don't. Sometimes I have an hour count sometimes I'm just happy to string a few words together. I do keep pretty rigorous hours, because otherwise you never get anything done.
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but, he also said it because part of him wanted more of her, this cold woman who was not exactly cold, this rock who was not stone.
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How could it be that you could love someone so much and keep it secret from yourself as you woke daily so far from home?
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Our only kiss was like an accident- a beautiful gasoline rainbow.
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But also I wanted him to go away and leave me be. I was granted one weak grace. Back in the room where the green chair was still warm from his body, I blew that lonely, flickering candle out
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Each time I told my story, I lost a bit, the smallest drop of pain.
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At fourteen, my sister sailed away from me into a place I’d never been. In the walls of my sex there was horror and blood, in the walls of hers there were windows.
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I forgive you, I said. I said what I had to. I would die by pieces to save myself from real death.
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There was one thing my murderer didn't understand he didn't understand how much a father could love his child.
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But I know I would not go out. I had taken this time to fall in love instead — in love with the sort of helplessness I had not felt in death — the helplessness of being alive, the dark bright pity of being human — feeling as you went, groping in corners and opening your arms to light - all of it part of navigating the unknown.
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I mean, if I went into my closet, I could find a previous draft and try to figure that out, but it takes a long time for me to find the voice to tell a story in. I was working from other points of view for a couple years there.
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When I was raped I lost my virginity and almost lost my life. I also discarded certain assumptions I had held about how the world worked and about how safe I was.
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