chrissy
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you can’t save people from the world. There’s nowhere else to take them.
“That was the thing about words, they were clear and specific-chair, eye, stone- but when you talked about feelings, words were too stiff, they were this and not that, they couldn't include all the meanings. In defining, they always left something out.”
― White Oleander
― White Oleander
“Just because a poet said something didn’t mean it was true, only that it sounded good.”
― White Oleander
― White Oleander
“To know I was beautiful in his eyes made me beautiful. ”
― White Oleander
― White Oleander
“They wanted the real mother, the blood mother, the great womb, mother of fierce compassion, a woman large enough to hold all the pain, to carry it away. What we needed was someone who bled, someone deep and rich as a field, a wide-hipped mother, awesome, immense, women like huge soft couches, mothers coursing with blood, mother's big enough, wide enough for us to hide in, to sink down to the bottom of of, mother's who would breathe for us when we could not breathe anymore, who would fight for us, who would kill for us, die for us.”
― White Oleander
― White Oleander
“I hated labels anyway. People didn't fit in slots--prostitute, housewife, saint--like sorting the mail. We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water.”
― White Oleander
― White Oleander
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