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Janet Fitch
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
Author
Journalist
Novelist
University Teacher
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LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
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Inside every human being, there is unlimited time and space.
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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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I thought how tenuous the links were between mother and children between friends family things you think are eternal. Everything could be lost more easily than anyone could imagine.
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Although she was giddy with exhaustion, sleep was a lover who refused to be touched.
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It's not that he was going nowhere, it's that he'd already arrived.
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She was not used to being cruel, but he had taught her how.
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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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I closed my eyes to watch tiny dancers like jeweled birds cross the dark screen of my eyelids.
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Women always put men first. That's how everything got so screwed up.
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How can I shed tears for a man I should never have allowed to touch me in any way?
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Let me tell you a few things about regret...There is no end to it. You cannot find the beginning of the chain that brought us from there to here. Should you regret the whole chain, and the air in between, or each link separately as if you could uncouple them? Do you regret the beginning which ended so badly, or just the ending itself?
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Take my advice. Stay away from all broken people.
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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 be half a planet away, floating in a turquoise sea, dancing by moonlight to flamenco guitar.
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I could hear the icy winds of Sweden, but he didn't seem to feel the chill.
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Who was I, really? I was the sole occupant of my mother's totalitarian state, my own personal history rewritten to fit the story she was telling that day. There were so many missing pieces. I was starting to find some of them, working my way upriver, collecting a secret cache of broken memories in a shoebox.
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You paid for every second of beauty you managed to steal.
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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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I wish my life could be like that, knotted up so that even if something broke, the whole thing wouldn't come apart.
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echo, the death of a sound that had nowhere to go but to come back.
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