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Like Being Killed Like Being Killed by Ellen Miller
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“For years I had been aware of an important deficiency in the English language: a word to describe something a person loses that was never really hers.”
Ellen Miller, Like Being Killed
“I was too apathetic to be bored or anxious. Boredom and anxiety were the neurotic cousins of concern; they implied wishes. I had no wishes or wants. I didn't even want dope. I only needed it.”
Ellen Miller, Like Being Killed
“Her smile was a supernova: blazing, beautiful, short-lived.”
Ellen Miller, Like Being Killed
“He paid me to discover ways to express the unnameable; to get to the bottom of an utterance; to find words for the things for which there were no words yet, thereby bringing them into existence, committing them to paper, projecting them into the future. The work was part drudgery, part deity.”
Ellen Miller, Like Being Killed
“Because there's no such thing as too much water under the bridge. The only problem is a refusal to deal with the water that's already gone pasts.”
Ellen Miller, Like Being Killed
“I never saw her a burglar prying my windows open with a jimmy to steal whatever she found inside.”
Ellen Miller, Like Being Killed
“Your generosity is cosmetic if you don't fully comprehend that the power to give is positively correlated with a concomitant power to deny, and both of these are the privileges of those who live in abundance, and I don't mean money.”
Ellen Miller, Like Being Killed
“Gone is what happens when people stop asking, when all research has ceased, when no one contributes to the archives of a life or its extinction.”
Ellen Miller, Like Being Killed
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“The light, like the sensation of togetherness, was manufactured, seeping in from external commerce.”
Ellen Miller, Like Being Killed
“Sometimes I became so permeable, so porous, that I would absorb too much, until a valve yielded, and everything rushed out in a quick drain.”
Ellen Miller, Like Being Killed
“Words were cannibals eating up their own past.”
Ellen Miller , Like Being Killed