Somebody put a drop under a magnifying-glass and it was all semicolons and parentheses.

For all the self-improvement books I had read, I still wasn't above shallow validation-seeking. None of us were. That's why we were in the game. Sex wasn't about getting our rocks off; it was about being accepted.

There's only one thing you can do to make them stop hating you. And that's being so good at what you do that they can't ignore you.

Obviously the imagination is fueled by emotions beyond the control of the conscious mind.

Written By Joyce Carol Oates

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