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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.

Alice Sebold

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Alice Sebold
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: September 6
Novelist
Writer
Madison
Wisconsin
Extremely
Weird
Happy
Felt
Always
People
Weirdness

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There was our father, the heart we knew held all of us. Held us heavily and desperately, the doors of his heart opening and closing with the rapidity of stops on an instrument, the quiet felt closures, the ghostly fingering, practice and practice and then, incredibly, sound and melody and warmth.
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