I was raised in a climate where I believed in God because I was afraid of going to hell - and I didn&#39;t think that was the right way to fall in love with somebody.

They could not understand the advantage of living contrary to their inclinations in this world in order to enjoy a hypothetical well-being in another.

Do not over look your look. It's the master of your destiny.

I hated labels anyway. People didn't fit in slots--prostitute, housewife, saint--like sorting the mail. We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water.

Written By Janet Fitch

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