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“That day,” she told me, “I realized just how alone we women are in the world!”
“It was like being awake twice over.” That phrase made me think that what must have been most unbearable for them in jail was their lucidity.
remember thinking that distress like that could only be put on in order to hide other, greater shames.
Mistress of her fate for the first time, Angela Vicario then discovered that hate and love are reciprocal passions.
She was frightened because she knew he was seeing her just as diminished as she saw him,
He was carrying a suitcase with clothing in order to stay and another just like it with almost two thousand letters that she had written him. They were arranged by date in bundles tied with colored ribbons, and all unopened.
