“She's never where she is,' I said. 'She's only inside her head.”
Variante: She’s never where she is,' I said. 'She’s only inside her head.
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Janet Fitch, née le 9 novembre 1955 à Los Angeles, est une écrivaine américaine, connue plus particulièrement pour son livre Laurier blanc adapté au cinéma en 2002. Wikipedia
“She's never where she is,' I said. 'She's only inside her head.”
Variante: She’s never where she is,' I said. 'She’s only inside her head.
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“Only peons made excusses for themselves she taught me. Never apologize, never explain.”
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“Love is a check, that can be forged, that can be cashed. Love is a payment that comes due.”
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“Life should always be like this…. Like lingering over a good meal.”
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“What can she possibly teach you, twenty seven names for tears?”
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“without my wounds, who was i? my scars were my face, my past was my life.”
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“I felt beautiful but also interrupted. I wasn't used to being so complicated.”
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“Poppies bleed petals of sheer excess. You and I, this sweet battle ground.”
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“And I thought, there was no God, there was only what you wanted.”
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Variante: I hated labels anyway. People didn't fit in slots--prostitute, housewife, saint--like sorting the mail. We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water.
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