It&#39;s a repressive society where you can&#39;t be horrible, I&#39;m not horrible, they made me horrible, I&#39;m just honest.

She'd put the envelope Tibby had left for her unopened in her underwear drawer. At first it was so she would see it there, and then she tried to cover it so she wouldn't see it there, but it turned out her underwear was too flimsy to cover anything.

you have to maintain great motivation and determination in order for your life to reach a higher elevation.

I allowed myself the supernatural, the transcendent, because, I told myself, our love of metaphor is pre-religious, born of our need to express what is inexpressible, our dreams of otherness, of more.

Written By Salman Rushdie

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