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We strive for beauty and balance, the sensual over the sentimental.

Janet Fitch

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Janet Fitch
Age: 68
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
Author
Journalist
Novelist
University Teacher
Writer
LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
Sentimental
Strive
Balance
Beauty
Oleanders
Sensual

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Although she was giddy with exhaustion, sleep was a lover who refused to be touched.
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What can she possibly teach you, twenty seven names for tears?
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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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...The men eyed her with the automatic mix of curiosity, lust, and aesthetic judgment they always gave young women, subject to object, the way you'd stare at an animal. She pretended not to notice. To remind them she was a person was too much effort. Objects bore no guilt.
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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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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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This is what happens when you fall in love. You're looking at a natural disaster.
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The word rattled in my head like rocks in an oatmeal box.
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And I realized as I walked through the neighborhood how each house could contain a completely different reality. In a single block, there could be fifty seperate worlds. Nobody ever really knew what was going on just next door.
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It's not that he was going nowhere, it's that he'd already arrived.
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Take my advice. Stay away from all broken people.
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Women always put men first. That's how everything got so screwed up.
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I closed my eyes to watch tiny dancers like jeweled birds cross the dark screen of my eyelids.
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without my wounds, who was I? My scars were my face, my past was my life.
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Memory is the fourth dimension to any landscape.
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I wondered where he was now whether I would ever hear him again. Whether someone would love him, someday show him what beauty mean't.
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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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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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She would buy magic every day of the week. Love me, that face said. I'm so lonely, so desperate. I'll give you whatever you want.
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