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“Dear God," she prayed, "let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me be gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry...have too much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere - be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.”
― Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

“One flesh, one end, bitch.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth

“A girl comes of age against the knife. She must learn to bear its blade. To be cut. To bleed.”
― Tiffany McDaniel, Betty

“Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five