beautiful girls have certain advantages.
Janet FitchMots clés beauty
you ever wonder why people get out of bed in the morning? why do they bother? why not just drink turpentine?
Janet FitchMots clés life
don't turn over rocks if you don't want to see the pale creatures who live underneath them.
Janet FitchMots clés life-lesson
How easy I was. Like a limpet I attached myself to anything, anyone who showed me the least attention.
Janet FitchMots clés white-oleander
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Who am I? I am who I say I am and tomorrow someone else entirely. You are too nostalgic, you want memory to secure you, console you. The past is a bore. What matters is only oneself and what one creates from what one has learned. Imagination uses what it needs and discards the rest— where you want to erect a museum. Don't hoard the past, Astrid. Don't cherish anything. Burn it. The artist is the phoenix who burns to emerge.
Janet FitchMots clés past present artist white-oleander
You’ve never been ugly.” The boy looked down at his hand filling the blank spaces in a science fiction scene. “Women treat you like you’re a disease they might catch. And if in a weak moment they let you touch them, they make you pay.
Janet FitchYou imagine you can see me, Mother? All you could ever see was your own face in a mirror.”
“Who am I, Mother? I’m not you. That’s why you wish I were dead. You can’t shape me anymore.
I hadn’t understood at the time. If sinners were so unhappy, why would they prefer their suffering? But now I knew why. Without my wounds, who was I? My scars were my face, my past was my life. It wasn’t like I didn’t know where all this remembering got you, all that hunger for beauty and astonishing cruelty and ever-present loss.
Janet FitchAnd if there’s no God?”
“You act as if there is, and it’s the same thing.
Mother prescribing her books like medicines. A good dose of Whitman would set me straight, like castor oil. But at least she was thinking of me. I existed once more.
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