#lit-spiration

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A woman with no options is waitin for a man to come by and ruin her.

Angela Flournoy, The Turner House

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... it had cost too much to aim for so little.

Angela Flournoy, The Turner House

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Nobody deserves anything. It's called favor.

Angela Flournoy, The Turner House

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But maybe it's a mistake to go around comparing pain and trying to make it match up.

Melanie Finn, The Gloaming

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[He] has been sure that her distress was existential: an inexpressible need that therefore could not be fulfilled. It's this rage and sorrow we carry in us forever, he thought - I need, I need, I need - the need a craving without object, an insatiable hunger that has nothing to do with food. Or love. Or sex. These were merely surrogates.

Melanie Finn, The Gloaming

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He was indulging a fantasy. He could not really delude himself that he would find her and they would run off together and be happy. But the yearning felt good, like the transfusion of a young man's blood. He wanted to be foolish enough to believe in such a romance, just for a moment, to suspense his relentless sense of duty. To be, yes, an old fool, undone, besieged by lust.

Melanie Finn, The Gloaming

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Be careful what you think, thoughts become words, words becomes conversations and conversations become traps. Therefore: think less to say less.

Melanie Finn, The Gloaming

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..life, like a wire, required tension on both end. You care to live and someone else cares that you live. What's the point of holding the slack end?

Melanie Finn, The Gloaming