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How easy I was. Like a limpet I attached myself to anything, anyone who showed me the least attention.
Janet Fitch
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Janet Fitch
Age: 68
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
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Janet Elizabeth Fitch
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Never apologize. Never explain.
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I thought of my mother as Queen Christina, cool and sad, eyes trained on some distant horizon. That was where she belonged, in furs and palaces of rare treasures, fireplaces large enough to roast a reindeer, ships of Swedish maple.
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Who are you? the band sang. I tried to remember but I really couldn't say.
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One can bear anything. The pain we cannot bear will kill us outright.
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Find someone who will tremble for your touch, someone whose fingers are a poem.
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I felt like time was a great sea, and I was floating on the back of a turtle, and no sails broke the horizon.
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I understood why she did it. At that moment I knew why people tagged graffiti on the walls of neat little houses and scratched the paint on new cars and beat up well-tended children. It was only natural to want to destroy something you could never have.
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Wasn't that the way it always was? You didn't know, you couldn't tell, you just let it happen... Perhaps they didn't know themselves. Sometimes the line was very fine.
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How vast was a human being's capacity for suffering. The only thing you could do was stand in awe of it. It wasn't a question of survival at all. It was the fullness of it, how much could you hold, how much could you care.
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I was tired of men. Hanging in doorways, standing too close, men who made you love them then changed their minds.
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I wandered through the stacks, running my hands along the spines of the books on the shelves, they reminded me of cultured or opinionated guests at a wonderful party, whispering to each other.
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her scruffy innoscense to impregnate with his dreams. reason was seductive, it gave the appearance of truth
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