I’ve won because I could understand the way my enemy thought. From what they did. I could tell what they thought I was doing, how they wanted the battle to take shape.

He knows only what is right in front of him; she is aware of every incoming sensation that glances obliquely against her soft, fragile core

Hopes are like hair ornaments. Girls want to wear too many of them. When they become old women they look silly wearing even one.

Life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quickly you hardly catch it going.

Written By Tennessee Williams

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