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It's what we call a dolce pazzia... a sweet madness. Once you feel it, you will never want to leave it.

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Anne Fortier
Age: 53
Born: 1971
Born: November 10
Novelist
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Dolce
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Think about it. He drinks poison. What kind of man drinks poison? She is the one who stabs herself with his dagger. The manly way.
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By the time we left college, I had become my own image: a dandelion in the flower bed of society. Kinda cute, but still a weed.
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While at Oxford in 1999, I met Jonathan Fortier, who is a Montreal-born Canadian. Despite the challenges of a transatlantic relationship, we remained keen on each other and eventually married in 2002.
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Verona is a very beautiful city, but Siena just never ceases to fascinate me.
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And whether or not we had now paid our dues, he was my blessing, and I was his.
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I think Shakespeare is everybody's treasure.
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Don't underestimate the power of events that happened a long time ago. That is the tragic flaw of modern man.
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...had always taken for granted that the whole world was in a state of constantly fluctuating madness, and that a neurosis was not an illness, but a fact of life, like pimples.
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I did not know my soul until I saw it's reflection in your eyes.
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When the old men fight, the young people die.
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Romeo was cute …” “Cute?” Alessandro rolled his eyes. “What kind of man is cute?” “… and an excellent dancer …” “Romeo had feet of lead! He said so himself!” “… but most importantly,” I concluded, “he had nice hands!
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She had died peacefully, in her sleep, after an evening of listening to all of her favorite Fred Astaire songs, one crackling record after another. Once the last chord of the last piece had died out, she had stood up and opened the French doors to the garden outside, perhaps waiting to breathe in the honeysuckle one more time.
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I am sorry I didn’t tell you the truth before. I was hoping I wouldn’t have to. You kept asking about Romeo and what he was really like. I was hoping that”—he smiled wistfully—“you would recognize me.
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Who is more amateurish, more vulnerable---those who rely on machines that need to be plugged in, or logged on, or in some other way connected in order to be more than a useless slab of plastic ... or those who have learned to master life without?
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Janice used to say that instinct was reason in a hurry I was not so sure about the reason part.
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A novel is, hopefully, the starting point of a conversation, one in which the author engages readers and asks that they see things from a different point of view than they might otherwise.
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You were right and I was wrong. When life hurts more than death, it is not worth living.
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...it is fifty percent what they see, and fifty percent what they think they see.
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I’ll be back tomorrow,” he said, “at nine o’clock. Don’t open your door to anyone else.” “Not even my balcony door?” “Especially not your balcony door.
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Great love, you believe, carries the seeds of great sorrow.
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