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  • #1
    Edward Albee
    “Dashed hopes and good intentions. Good, better, best, bested.”
    Edward Albee, Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?

  • #2
    “One person's craziness is another person's reality.”
    Tim Burton

  • #3
    Jeffrey Eugenides
    “What lingered after them was not life, which always overcomes natural death, but the most trivial list of mundane facts: a clock ticking on a wall, a room dim at noon, and the outrageousness of a human being thinking only of herself.”
    Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides

  • #4
    Haruki Murakami
    “Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?”
    Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

  • #5
    Haruki Murakami
    “I have this strange feeling that I'm not myself anymore. It's hard to put into words, but I guess it's like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.”
    Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

  • #6
    Virginia Woolf
    “I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.”
    Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

  • #7
    Maya Angelou
    “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.”
    Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

  • #8
    Oscar Wilde
    “You can never be overdressed or overeducated.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #9
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “Tiger got to hunt, bird got to fly;
    Man got to sit and wonder 'why, why, why?'
    Tiger got to sleep, bird got to land;
    Man got to tell himself he understand.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Cat’s Cradle

  • #10
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “As Bokonon says: 'peculiar travel suggestions are dancing lessons from god.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Cat’s Cradle

  • #11
    Maya Angelou
    “Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
    I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
    But when I start to tell them,
    They think I'm telling lies.
    I say,
    It's in the reach of my arms
    The span of my hips,
    The stride of my step,
    The curl of my lips.
    I'm a woman
    Phenomenally.
    Phenomenal woman,
    That's me.”
    Maya Angelou, Phenomenal Woman: Four Poems Celebrating Women



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