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Libba Bray
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: March 11
Novelist
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Texas
United States
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You can’t blame a fella for kissing the prettiest girl in New York, can you, sister?” Sam’s grin was anything but apologetic. Evie brought up her knee quickly and decisively, and he dropped to the floor like a grain sack. “You can’t blame a girl for her quick reflexes now, can you, pal?
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Taylor clapped for attention. “Miss New Mexico, let’s not get all down in the bummer basement where the creepy things live. There are people in heathen China who don’t even have airline trays. We have a lot to be grateful for.
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What took you so long?” Will asked when Evie came panting into the room. He and Jericho had assembled a stack of books, which they were tucking into Will’s attaché case. “I walked to Jerusalem for the Bible. I knew you’d want an original,” Evie snapped.
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We've barley stepped into the bright glow of the realms when everything goes dark.
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Goodbye, I whisper at last, when it no longer matters and there is no one to hear it but the window.
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Truth casts a spell of its own.
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Travel opens your mind as few other things do. It is its own form of hypnotism, and I am forever under its spell
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Evie didn’t mind yelling, but she hated feeling judged. It got under her skin and made her feel small and ugly and unfixable.
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Things aren't good or bad in and of themselves. It's what we do with them that makes them so.
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I am creating an atmosphere! Oh, Unc, we’ve finally got bodies in this joint! Paying bodies. We could have a good racket going here.” “I’m not interested in a ‘racket.’ I’m an academic.” “That’s okay, Unc. I won’t hold it against you.
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If this were a movie, I would bust a secret move so fierce the entire place would be razed to the ground. I'd finish with something snappy like And don't forget my soda, punk while I strolled off into the night.
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We create the illusions we need to go on.
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My misery is reaching epidemic proportions.
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Memphis found his smile. 'You know me, sir. I don't wear worry.
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It's so laughable that it's somewhere beyond comedy and right into tragedy again.
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That's what living in their world is-a big lie. An illusion where everyone looks the other way and pretends that nothing unpleasant exists at all, no goblins of the dark, no ghosts of the soul.
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Harold Brodie is a louse and a lothario who cheats at cards and has a different girl in his rumble seat every week. That coupe of his is pos-i-tute-ly a petting palace. And he’s a terrible kisser to boot.” Evie’s parents stared in stunned silence. “Or so I’ve heard.
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Nobody Wants to be themselves. That's why there's tv. -Ephigenia.
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She wished she were as inconsequential as the ghosts in her dreams.
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Careful there, Poet. I might start to believe you.
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