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  • #2
    I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control
    “I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”
    Marilyn Monroe

  • #3
    John Steinbeck
    “I believe a strong woman may be stronger than a man, particularly if she happens to have love in her heart. I guess a loving woman is indestructible.”
    John Steinbeck, East of Eden

  • #4
    And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good.
    “And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good.”
    John Steinbeck, East of Eden

  • #5
    Hunter S. Thompson
    “The Edge... There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over.”
    Hunter S. Thompson, Hell's Angels

  • #6
    Ralph Ellison
    “I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me. Like the bodiless heads you see sometimes in circus sideshows, it is as though I have been surrounded by mirrors of hard, distorting glass. When they approach me they see only my surroundings, themselves or figments of their imagination, indeed, everything and anything except me.”
    Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man

  • #7
    “She needed to know what it was like to think for herself.”
    Anonymous

  • #8
    Charlotte Brontë
    “I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.”
    Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

  • #9
    Ray Bradbury
    “I ate them like salad, books were my sandwich for lunch, my tiffin and dinner and midnight munch. I tore out the pages, ate them with salt, doused them with relish, gnawed on the bindings, turned the chapters with my tongue! Books by the dozen, the score and the billion. I carried so many home I was hunchbacked for years. Philosophy, art history, politics, social science, the poem, the essay, the grandiose play, you name 'em, I ate 'em.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451



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