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    Joan Didion
    “I think we are well advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not. Otherwise they turn up unannounced and surprise us, come hammering on the mind's door at 4 a.m. of a bad night and demand to know who deserted them, who betrayed them, who is going to make amends.”
    Joan Didion, Slouching Towards Bethlehem

  • #2
    Joan Didion
    “...quite simply, I was in love with New York. I do not mean “love” in any colloquial way, I mean that I was in love with the city, the way you love the first person who ever touches you and you never love anyone quite that way again. I remember walking across Sixty-second Street one twilight that first spring, or the second spring, they were all alike for a while. I was late to meet someone but I stopped at Lexington Avenue and bought a peach and stood on the corner eating it and knew that I had come out out of the West and reached the mirage.”
    Joan Didion, Slouching Towards Bethlehem

  • #3
    “You do it because the doing of it is the thing. The doing is the thing. The talking and worrying and thinking is not the thing.”
    Amy Poehler, Yes Please

  • #4
    “Because what else are we going to do? Say no? Say no to an opportunity that may be slightly out of our comfort zone? Quiet our voice because we are worried it is not perfect? I believe great people do things before they are ready.”
    Amy Poehler, Yes Please

  • #5
    Sylvia Plath
    “I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #6
    Eve Babitz
    “I felt luxuriously involved in an unsolvable mystery, my favorite way to feel.”
    Eve Babitz, Slow Days, Fast Company: The World, the Flesh, and L.A.

  • #7
    Eve Babitz
    “. . I wonder if I’ll ever be able to have what I like or if my tastes are too various to be sustained by one of anything.”
    Eve Babitz, Slow Days, Fast Company: The World, the Flesh, and L.A.

  • #8
    Eve Babitz
    “There is no precedent for women getting their own "everything" and learning that it's not the answer.”
    Eve Babitz, Slow Days, Fast Company: The World, the Flesh, and L.A.

  • #9
    Simone de Beauvoir
    “What an odd thing a diary is: the things you omit are more important than those you put in.”
    Simone de Beauvoir, The Woman Destroyed

  • #10
    Simone de Beauvoir
    “Fathers never have exactly the daughters they want because they invent a notion a them that the daughters have to conform to.”
    Simone de Beauvoir, The Woman Destroyed

  • #11
    Patti Smith
    “Paths that cross will cross again.”
    Patti Smith, Just Kids

  • #12
    Patti Smith
    “Both of them were ahead of their time, but they didn't live long enough to see the time they were ahead of.”
    Patti Smith, Just Kids

  • #13
    Patti Smith
    “The Chelsea was like a doll’s house in the Twilight Zone, with a hundred rooms, each a small universe.”
    Patti Smith, Just Kids

  • #14
    Joan Didion
    “I could not count the times during the average day when something would come up that I needed to tell him. This impulse did not end with his death. What ended was the possibility of response.”
    Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking



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