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Janet Fitch  Quotes
The moon rose, squatting in the strained blue.

—Janet Fitch

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Moon
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Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to...

—Janet Fitch

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AloneLonelyTruth
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And if there is no god?You act as if there is, and it’s the same thing.

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She took a life because someonehumiliated her, hurt her image of herself as the Valkyrie, thestainless warrior. Exposed her weakness, which was only love. So sheavenged herself. So easy to justify, I wrote to her....

—Janet Fitch

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LoveRevengeValkyrie
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Remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind. In life, knowledge of poisons is essential. I’ve told you, nobody becomes an artist unless they have to.

—Janet Fitch

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ArtistInsultsKnowledge
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Loneliness ia a human condition

—Janet Fitch

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HumanLoneliness
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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.

—Janet Fitch

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Isn’t it funny. I’m enjoying my hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is tempermental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you. Changes its mind….. But hatred, now. That’s something you can...

—Janet Fitch

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The cake had a trick candle that wouldn’t go out, so I didn’t get my wish. Which was just that it would always be like this, that my life could be a party just for...

—Janet Fitch

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BirthdayHappinessHope
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She laughed so easily when she was happy. But also when she was sad.

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Sadness
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If it weren’t for me, she wouldn’t have to take jobs like this. She would be half a planet away, floating in a turquoise sea, dancing by moonlight to flamenco guitar. I felt my guilt...

—Janet Fitch

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MotherhoodMothers-And-Daughters
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I couldn’t imagine owning beauty like my mothers. I wouldn’t dare.

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BeautyDareMother
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Oleander time, she said. Lovers who kill each other now will blame it on the wind.

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Beautiful
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What’s real is always worth it,’ she explained to me. ‘Look how it’s made.’ She showed me the shoulders, the way they were knit together with a separate yoke instead of a seam. ‘You’ll wear...

—Janet Fitch

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Janet-FitchMoneyShopping
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I hadn’t understood at the time. If sinners were so unhappy,why would they prefer their suffering? But now I knew why.Without my wounds, who was I? My scars were my face, my pastwas my life.

—Janet Fitch

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LifeLossSorrow
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The phoenix must burn to emerge.

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DeathFailureRebirth
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Nobody had forgotten anything here. In Berlin, you had to wrestle with the past, you had to build on the ruins, inside them. It wasn’t like America where we scraped the earth clean, thinking we...

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AmericaBerlinCanvas
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Her hatred glittered irresistibly. I could see it, the jewel, it was sapphire, it was the cold lakes of Norway.

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BlueHatredJewel
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I thought clay must feel happy in the good potter’s hand.

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AdorationArtLove
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I gazed up as if I hadn’t heard, but what I was thinking was, tellme more about the pretty girls. I was embarrassed for wanting it, itwas base, what did pretty matter? I had thought...

—Janet Fitch

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BeautifulLovePretty
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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.

—Janet Fitch

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Literature
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Don’t turn over rocks if you don’t want to see the pale creatures who live under them.

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Thought-Provoking
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God is dead, haven’t you heard, he died a hundred years ago, gave outfrom sheer lack of interest, decided to play golf instead.

—Janet Fitch

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GodReligion
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Who am I? I am who I say I am and tomorrow someone else entirely. You are too nostalgic, you want memory to secure you, console you. The past is a bore. What matters is...

—Janet Fitch

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ArtistPastPresent
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Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that’s something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It’s hard, or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but...

—Janet Fitch

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HatredLove
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The way Starr felt in church, that’s how I felt at the art museum, both safe and elevated.

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ArtMuseums
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In a perverse way, I was glad for the stitches, glad it would show, that there would be scars. What was the point in just being hurt on the inside? It should bloody well show.

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HurtScarsStitches
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That was the thing about words, they were clear and specific–chair, eye, stone–but when you talked about feelings, words were too stiff, they were this and not that, they couldn’t include all the meanings. In...

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EmotionsFeelingsWords
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I was always mortified.Didn’t they know they were tying thier mothers to the ground? Weren’t chains ashamed of their prisoners?

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AshamedChainsKnow
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What can I say about life? Do I praise it for letting you live, or damn it for allowing the rest?

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BitterDamnHope
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This was how girls left. They packed up their suitcases and walked away in high heels. They pretended they weren’t crying, that it wasn’t the worst day of their lives.

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AstridFitchJanet
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I took the volume to a table, opened its soft, ivory pages… and fell into it as into a pool during dry season.

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BooksReading
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Although she was giddy with exhaustion, sleep was a lover who refused to be touched….

—Janet Fitch

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ExhaustedGiddyLover
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The question of good and the nature of evil will always be one of philosophy’s most intriguing problems, up there with the problem of existence itself. If evil means to be self-motivated, to be the...

—Janet Fitch

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EvilJanet-FitchPhilosophy
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Now I wish she’d never broken any of her rules. I understood why she held to them so hard. Once you broke the first one, they all broke, one by one, like firecrackers exploding in...

—Janet Fitch

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Rules
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A cliche is everything you’ve ever heard of.

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InspirationalWriting
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I imagined the lies the valedictorian was telling them right now. About the exciting future that lies ahead. I wish she’d tell them the truth: Half of you have gone as far in life as...

—Janet Fitch

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Coming-Of-AgeGraduationGrowth
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Who are you? the band sang. I tried to remember but I really couldn’t say.

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Song
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What was beauty unless you intended to use it, like a hammer, or a key? It was just something for other people to use and admire, or envy, despise. To nail their dreams onto like...

—Janet Fitch

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Beauty
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A womans mistakes are different from a girls

—Janet Fitch

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DifferentGirlMistake
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They dream of men with gentle hands, eloquent with tenderness, fingers that brushed along a cheek, that outlined open lips in the lovers’ braille. Hands that sculpted sweetness from sullen flesh, that traced breast and...

—Janet Fitch

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BodyMenWomen
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Marvel hates her because she’s pretty and doesn’t have any kids to worry about.

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EnvyGossip
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A novel is like a dream in which everyone is you. They’re all parts of yourself.

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WritingWriting-From-The-Heart
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She’s never where she is,’ I said. ‘She’s only inside her head.

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HeadIntrospectiveThoughts
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Her fingers moved among barnacles and mussels, blue-black, sharp-edged. Neon red starfish were limp Dalis on the rocks, surrounded by bouquets of stinging anemones and purple bursts of spiny sea urchins.

—Janet Fitch

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ColorNeonSea
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beautiful girls have certain advantages.

—Janet Fitch

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Beauty
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For lunch, we drove into the hills and parked in the dappled shade of a big sycamore, its powdery white bark like a woman’s body against the uncanny blue sky.

—Janet Fitch

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ImagerySkyTree
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Isn’t it funny.I’m enjoying my hatred so much more than i ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that’s something you can use....

—Janet Fitch

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CradleEnjoyHate
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don’t sulk. you’re acting just like a man.

—Janet Fitch

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Men
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The pearls weren’t really white, they were a warm oyster beige, with little knots in between so if they broke, you only lost one. I wished my life could be like that, knotted up so...

—Janet Fitch

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