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A cliche is everything you've ever heard of.

Janet Fitch

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Janet Fitch
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
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Journalist
Novelist
University Teacher
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LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
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Love could never bloom in a concrete block room.
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At every moment, each instrument knew what to play. Its little bit. But none could see the whole thing like this, all at once, only its own part. Just like life. Each person was like a line of music, but nobody knew what the symphony sounded like. Only the conductor had the whole score.
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It's all I ever really wanted, that revelation. The possibility of fixed stars.
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I decided that if I was never going to sell anything as long as I lived, I might as well do what I want to do 'cause then at least I would've done what I wanted to do in life. What's that worth?
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I was always mortified.Didn't they know they were tying thier mothers to the ground? Weren't chains ashamed of their prisoners?
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To know I was beautiful in his eyes made me beautiful.
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A cliché is like a coin that has been handled too much. Once language has been overly handled, it no longer leaves a clear imprint.
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Life should always be like this. ... Like lingering over a good meal.
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Never apologize. Never explain.
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Being in the library is so addictive for me that I really have to exercise self-control so I can get some writing done at home.
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here, here is my dark world. you carry it for a change. im out
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She’s never where she is,' I said. 'She’s only inside her head.
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Once you get below the floor of our personal identities, we're all connected. Perhaps that's why we can move into others' lives.
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history only existed in the human mind, subject to endless revision. 'each man kills the thing he loves'-Oscar Wilde. You kill it before it kills you, but he was wrong. you killed it by accident. thinking you were doing something else. shattering, when all you wanted to do was keep it safe.
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Whenever she thought she could not feel more alone, the universe peeled back another layer of darkness.
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Whenever she turned her steep focus to me, I felt the warmth that flowers must feel when they bloom through the snow, under the first concentrated rays of the sun.
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We have no home, she told me. I am your home.
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If sinners where so unhappy, why would they prefer their suffering? But now I knew why. Without my wounds, who was I?
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That kind of tenderness couldn't be permitted to last. You only got a taste, enough to know what perfection meant, and then you paid for it the rest of your life. Like the guy chained to a rock, who stole fire. The gods made an eagle eat his liver for all eternity. You paid for every second of beauty you managed to steal.
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Isn't it funny.I'm enjoying my hatred so much more than i ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that's something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It's hard, or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but Hatred cradles you.
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