Our virtues and our failings are inseparable, like force and matter. When they separate, man is no more

Then she turns on the television, some soap opera, you know, real people pretending to be fake people with made-up problems being watched by real people to forget their real problems.

You can be lost but found in a world where
This is like. Many things. No who ever said to do this and hunt and hurt the very one. Who never did things to provoke a bunch clearly not thinking of all involved. Oh them hand mirrors are something.

This was before voice mail, recorded phone messages you can't escape. Life was easier then. You just didn't pick up the phone.

Written By Joyce Carol Oates

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