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And if there is no god? You act as if there is, and it's the same thing.

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Janet Fitch
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
Author
Journalist
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University Teacher
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LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
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The sound of her laughter was sticky as sap, the smell of night-blooming jasmine soft as a milk bath.
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Girls were born knowing how destructive the truth could be. They learned to hold it in, tamp it down, like gunpowder in an old fashioned gun. Then it exploded in your face on a November day in the rain.
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this was the wonderful thing about strangers. they were big blank pieces of paper, you could draw watever you like on their impresionable surfaces
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How easy I was. Like a limpet I attached myself to anything, anyone who showed me the least attention.
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To know I was beautiful in his eyes made me beautiful.
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I use my fiction to explore my own unconscious issues. I usually don't even know what's going on with me until I'm writing.
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Remember...we don't see objects, we see light. [...] Light can do anything water can do--flow, wash, trickle. It can do anything an artist can do--paint, burnish, carve. Candlelight falls, licks a face. There is always light in a room.
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One can bear anything. The pain we cannot bear will kill us outright.
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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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I felt suddenly cruel, like I´d told dmall children there was no tooth fairy, that it was just their Mom sneaking into their room after they went to bed.
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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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She would be half a planet away, floating in a turquoise sea, dancing by moonlight to flamenco guitar.
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Beauty was deceptive. I would rather wear my pain, my ugliness. I was torn and stitched. I was a strip mine, and they would just have to look. I hoped I made them sick. I hoped they saw me in their dreams.
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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 an undeveloped photograph that he was printing, my image rising to the surface under his gaze.
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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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But I knew one more thing. That people w ho denied who they were or where they had been were in the greatest danger.
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