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We come from long lines of people destined never to meet.

Miranda July

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Miranda July
Age: 50
Born: 1974
Born: February 15
Actor
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Film Actor
Film Director
Musician
Screenwriter
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Miranda J. Grossinger
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I don't think I'm more of a screenwriter than I am a fiction writer. I'm more of a reader than a film-watcher, so I imagine that I'm not approaching fiction or films in a particularly cinematic way.
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When she saw my messy desk, she said she was the same way, and there was no dust on the TV, and I was easy to love. People just need a little help because they are so used to not loving. It's like scoring the clay to make another piece of clay stick to it.
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For a split second I felt as though she was nobody special in the larger scheme of my life. She was just some girl who had tied me to her leg to help her sink when she jumped off the bridge. Then I blinked and was in love with her again.
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It was a small thing, but it was a thing, and things have a way of either dying or growing, and it wasn’t dying.
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If you read my short stories, there's a lot of sex in those in all different ways. To me, it's a really good, useful thing to get to have in a story. And in a movie, it's amazing, because you actually get to show things.
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I looked out the window for other passengers in love with their drivers, but we were well disguised, we pretended boredom and prayed for traffic.
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You always feel like you are the only one in the world, like everyone else is crazy for each other, but it's not true. Generally, people don't like each other very much. And that goes for friends, too.
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I think titles are tricky because they're like a really short ad for the book. And like an ad, they should open the door in a way that might be more accessible than the book itself. So I always like titles to be familiar. I'm not trying to break ground with the title itself. The title should feel like something already celebrated.
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If you were wise enough to know that this life would consist mostly of letting go of things you wanted, then why not get good at the letting go, rather than the trying to have?
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I'm totally not kidding. Life is too short. This is all too hard to do to actually be kidding about the whole thing.
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That day I carried the dream around like a full glass of water, moving gracefully so I would not lose any of it.
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Some people need a red carpet rolled out in front of them in order to walk forward into friendship. They can't see the tiny outstretched hands all around them, everywhere, like leaves on trees.
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It occurred to me that everyone’s story matters to themselves, so the more I listened, the more she wanted to talk.
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It was a tiny sound but it woke me up because it was a human sound.
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He breathed out the bitter air that makes women doubt everything, and I breathed it in, as I had always done. I expelled my dust, the powder of everything I had destroyed with doubt, and he pulled it into his lungs.
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Thus far, everything I've made has come out of my really feeling it, out of the fire of my life.
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People tend to stick to their own size group because it's easier on the neck. Unless they are romantically involved, in which case the size difference is sexy. It means: I am willing to go the distance for you.
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There's always the sense that you should strike while the iron's hot and while there are all these opportunities, but that's not the way I get ideas. It has to be more organic, building up through living and through experiencing things.
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She bludgeoned me with a look of such limitless compassion that I immediately began to cry.
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… it wasn’t pretend, I wasn’t in a fairytale or a fable. I shut my eyes and absorbed the silent whoomp that always accompanies this revelation. It’s the sound of the real world, gigantic and impossible, replacing the smaller version of reality that I wear like a bonnet, clutched tightly under my chin.
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