Category: writing
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Beautiful Sentences: Jac Jemc
She filled her clothes the way one fills one’s skin: exactly. Jac Jemc, My Only Wife.
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Beautiful Sentences: Deborah A. Lott
In those days my unconscious seemed powerful and mysterious, and I could never tell whether it was moving me towards self-destruction or self-preservation. Deborah A. Lott, “The Daddy Cure.”
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Beautiful Sentences: Hilary Mantel
There cannot be new things in England. There can be old things freshly presented, or new things that pretend to be old. To be trusted, new men must forge themselves an ancient pedigree, like Walter’s, or enter into the service of ancient families. Don’t try to go it alone, or they’ll think you’re pirates. Hilary…
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Beautiful Sentences: Rabih Alameddine
There are two kinds of people in this world: people who want to be desired, and people who want to be desired so much that they pretend they don’t. Rabih Alameddine, An Unnecessary Woman.
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Beautiful Sentences: Hilary Mantel
But she’s turned her face away and she’s crying. She’s not crying for him, because nobody, he thinks, will ever cry for him. God didn’t cut him out that way. She’s crying for her idea of what life should be like: Sunday after church, all the sisters, sisters-in-law, wives kissing and patting, swatting at each…
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Beautiful Sentences: Rabih Alameddine
My body is full of sentences and moments, my heart resplendent with lovely turns of phrases, but neither is able to be touched by another. Rabih Alameddine, An Unnecessary Woman.
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Beautiful Sentences: Ford Madox Ford
I console myself with thinking that this is a real story and that, after all, real stories are probably told best in the way a person telling a story would tell them. They will then seem more real. Ford Madox Ford, The Good Soldier.