My mother had taught shorthand and typing to support us since my father died, and secretly she hated it and hated him for dying and leaving no money because he didn't trust life insurance salesmen.


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My body is a pebble to them, they tend it as water tends to the pebbles it must run over, smoothing ...
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...I still expected to see Doreen's body lying there in the pool of vomit like an ugly, concrete tes...
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I felt like a race horse in a world without racetracks or a champion college footballer suddenly con...
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Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing.
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Tree and Stone glittered, without shadows.My finger-length grew lucent as glass.I started to bud lik...
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If I didn't think, I'd be much happier; if I didn't have any sex organs, I wouldn't waver on the bri...
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The human mind is so limited it can only build an arbitrary heaven — and usually the physical comf...
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I felt dumb and subdued. Every time I tried to concentrate, my mind glided off, like a skater, into ...
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So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.
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I want to write because I have the urge to excel in one medium of translation and expression of life...
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How can you be so many women to so many strange people, oh you strange girl?
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There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them.
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I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make...
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I think I may well be a Jew.
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With me, the present is forever, and forever is always shifting, flowing, melting. This second is li...
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Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s he...
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There I went again, building up a glamorous picture of a man who would love me passionately the minu...
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I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de...
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The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no farther...
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I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too clo...
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I couldn’t see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to.
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But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defensless that I couldn...
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I felt wise and cynical as all hell.
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I was supposed to be having the time of my life.
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That’s one of the reasons I never wanted to get married. The last thing I wanted was infinite secu...
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To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream.
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When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn’t know.
"Oh, sure you know," the photogr...
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The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn't thought about it.
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The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
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What a man wants is a mate and what a woman wants is infinite security,’ and, ‘What a man is is ...
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So I began to think maybe it was true that when you were married and had children it was like being ...
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My mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off ...
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I Am Vertical

But I would rather be horizontal.
I am not a tree with my root in the ...
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The slime of all my yesterdays rots in the hollow of my skull.
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What did my arms do before they held you?
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I think my poems immediately come out of the sensuous and emotional experiences I have.
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Is anyone anywhere happy?
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I guess I should have reacted the way most of the other girls were, but I couldn't get myself to rea...
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I didn't want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn't know why I was going to cry, but...
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What is so real as the cry of a child?
A rabbit's cry may be wilder
But it has no soul.
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You will never win anyone through pity. You must create the right kind of dream, the sober, adult ki...
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It is as if my life were magically run by two electric currents: joyous positive and despairing nega...
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Hastanenin arazisi yeni yağmış karla örtülüydü -bu bir Noel serpintisi değil, ocak ayının ...
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Pazar - doktorların cenneti! Doktorlar özel kulüplerde, doktorlar deniz kıyısında, doktorlar m...
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