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“I realized I'd always believed what other people said about me. What he'd said about me. We remember everything other people say about us, I think. Wear a skin made of all those words, so that when we look at ourselves in the mirror, that's what we see. I was starting to pick that skin away, and I was happy. I liked what I found underneath.”
― A Very Nice Girl
― A Very Nice Girl
“I was tired, it was late, I was sitting half-asleep in the back of a taxi, remembering strangely that wherever I go, you are with me, and so is he, and that as long as you both live the world will be beautiful to me.”
― Beautiful World, Where Are You
― Beautiful World, Where Are You
“She often told herself that story, easing herself into sleep, drifting off as she patched together the ghostly memory of someone in whose real existence she hardly believed any more.”
― Desperate Characters: A Modern Classic American Novel About a Marriage Under Pressure
― Desperate Characters: A Modern Classic American Novel About a Marriage Under Pressure
“It is the same woman, I know, for she is always creeping, and most women do not creep by daylight.”
― The Yellow Wallpaper and Other Stories
― The Yellow Wallpaper and Other Stories
“Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question ...
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit.”
― The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question ...
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit.”
― The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
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