To be born, or at any rate bred, in a hand-bag, whether it had handles or not, seems to me to display a contempt for the ordinary decencies of family life that reminds one of the worst excesses of the French Revolution.

Being away from her is torturous and I&#39;d much prefer to be with her. So I just try to get out of here as soon as I can. I make sure I do my job real well and fast.

Don't give up everyone has these days as well, take a deep breathe and say I can do this!!!m

You couldn't pay for her hats,' her father, a ship's captain, had told her suitors by way of discouragement, and perhaps they had all been discouraged but my grandfather, an innocent from the Georgetown Divide who read books.

Written By Joan Didion

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