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“Why did You bid me drown the letter? I have lost something that he touched, and the destruction of it has gained You nothing, for now I no longer read the words, I hear them, as if he implored me face to face. Speak to me, Jacob, do not play the tyrant. Speak to me.”
― Maria McCann, As Meat Loves Salt

“I never feel like I know how to live in the world. Only on top of it, hanging on as it spins madly.”
― Marisa Crane, I Keep My Exoskeletons to Myself

“How did men make themselves loved, I wondered. I had passed all my life with men who were loved but I seemed never to have learnt the lesson.”
― Maria McCann, As Meat Loves Salt

“Every woman is full of tragedies. She is obliged to share them with nobody but God.”
― Elliott Gish, Grey Dog