“Was I insane? Maybe. But then, there were many different kinds of insanity. Aunt Rose had always taken for granted that the whole world was in a state of constantly fluctuating madness, and that a neurosis was not an illness, but a fact of life, like pimples. Some have more, some have less, but only truly abnormal people have none at all. This commonsense philosophy had consoled me many times before, and it did now, too.” PeopleWorldKindDifferentStatesPhilosophyWholeFactsTakenMadnessRoseIllnessWhole WorldInsaneGrantedInsanityDifferent KindsAuntFacts Of LifeNeurosisAbnormalTaken For GrantedPimples Author:Anne Fortier
“Romeo was cute …” “Cute?” Alessandro rolled his eyes. “What kind of man is cute?” “… and an excellent dancer …” “Romeo had feet of lead! He said so himself!” “… but most importantly,” I concluded, “he had nice hands!” MenKindSaidHandsEyeNiceFeetExcellentCuteHis EyesDancer Book:Juliet: A Novel Source: Juliet: A Novel
“Think about it. He drinks poison. What kind of man drinks poison? She is the one who stabs herself with his dagger. The manly way.” ThinkingMenWayKindDrinkPoisonManlyDaggers Book:Juliet (Random House Reader's Circle Deluxe Reading Group Edition): A Novel Source: Juliet (Random House Reader's Circle Deluxe Reading Group Edition): A Novel
