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Pick a better verb. Most people use twenty verbs to describe everything from a run in their stocking to the explosion of an A-bomb.

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Janet Fitch
Age: 68
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
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Janet Elizabeth Fitch
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You can't shape me anymore. I am the uncontrolled element, the random act. I am forward movement in time. You think you can see me? Then tell me, who am I? You don't know.
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A person didn’t need to be beautiful, they just needed to be loved. But I couldn’t help wanting it. If that was the way I could be loved, to be beautiful, I’d take it
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Life should always be like this. ... Like lingering over a good meal.
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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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...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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And if there is no god? You act as if there is, and it's the same thing.
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She kissed me on the mouth. Her mouth tasted like iced coffee and cardamom, and I was overwhelmed by the taste, her hot skin and the smell of unwashed hair. I was confused, but not unwilling. I would have let her do anything to me.
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When I read, I want to be fully transported to another place. I want to feel things, smell things.
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Memory is the fourth dimension to any landscape.
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You must find a boy your own age. Someone mild and beautiful to be your lover. Someone who will tremble for your touch, offer you a marguerite by its long stem with his eyes lowered. Someone whose fingers are a poem.
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It's not that he was going nowhere, it's that he'd already arrived.
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Find someone who will tremble for your touch, someone whose fingers are a poem.
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The best you'll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way.
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Love could never bloom in a concrete block room.
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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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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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I've been depressed many times in my life. But under it all I'm an optimist.
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Panic was the worst thing. When you panicked, you couldn't see possibilities. Then came despair.
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