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Where I came from, the nights I had wandered and survived scared them, and where I would go they never imagined.
Marge Piercy
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Marge Piercy
Age: 88
Born: 1936
Born: March 31
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Art is a game only if you playat it, a mirror that reflects from the inside out.
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We admire predators - panthers, lions, tigers, even wolves. Maybe to be naturally thoughtful and hesitant to use violence is to be somehow second rate. To be in the middle of the social food chain. Especially if you're a man. This society thinks real men are violent.
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Writing is a futile attempt to preserve what disappears moment by moment.
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Work is its own cure. You have to like it better than being loved.
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You are built to pull a cart, to lift a heavy load and bear it, to haul up the long slope, and so am I, peasant bodies, earthy, solid shapely dark glazed clay pots that can stand on the fire.
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The incidence of violent brand-loyalty to one's own current dogma has risen.
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The real writer is one who really writes.
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A strong woman is a woman at work, cleaning out the cesspool of the ages, and while she shovels, she talks about how she doesn't mind crying, it opens the ducts of the eyes, and throwing up develops the stomach muscles, and she goes on shoveling with tears in her nose.
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I wasn't afraid of being poor I rather took it for granted. I was good at getting by with very little. I couldn't imagine sacrificing my writing to anything else.
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The people I love the best, jump into work head first without dallying in the shallows.
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The anger of the weak never goes away, Professor, it just gets a little moldy. It molds like a beautiful blue cheese in the dark, growing stronger, and more interesting. The poor and the weak die with all their anger intact and probably those angers go on growing in the dark of the grave like the hair and the nails.
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Your anger was a climate I inhabited like a desert in a dry frigid weather of high thin air and ivory sun, sand dunes the wind lifted into stinging clouds that blinded and choked me where the only ice was in the blood.
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Remember that every son had a mother whose beloved son he was, and every woman had a mother whose beloved son she wasn't.
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I am my mother's daughter,... I am her only novel.
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Sometimes when a character in a novel is difficult for me to enter, I sue something in myself or in my own life as a doorway into that character's mind and emotions.
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The price of seeing is silence.
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The work of the world is common as mud.
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Shall I tell you something I've been noticing? The mistrust this society has for women. All kinds of experts and officials are terrified because so many women are working. They really think that women have to be coerced into having babies and raising kids.
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Too much self-regard has never struck me as dignified: trying to twist over my shoulder to view my own behind.
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