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Tender Darkness: A Mary MacLane Sampler

This sampler compiles selected works from Mary MacLane, showcasing her candid and often poignant reflections on life, love, and personal growth. more

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Mary MacLane
Mary MacLane

Mary MacLane (May 1, 1881 - August 6, 1929) was an American writer known for her autobiographical work, 'Mary MacLane: Autobiography of a Female Impersonator'. Her work, praised for its honesty and bluntness, had a significant impact on American literature in the early 20th century. more

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“Whereas I think: I’m lying here in a haystack... The tiny space I occupy is so infinitesimal in comparison with the rest of space, which I don’t occupy and which has no relation to me. And the period of time in which I’m fated to live is so insignificant beside the eternity in which I haven’t existed and won’t exist... And yet in this atom, this mathematical point, blood is circulating, a brain is working, desiring something... What chaos! What a farce!”

“No kind action ever stops with itself. One kind action leads to another. Good example is followed. A single act of kindness throws out roots in all directions, and the roots spring up and make new trees. The greatest work that kindness does to others is that it makes them kind themselves.”

“It was odd, she thought, how if one was alone, one leant to inanimate things; trees, streams, flowers; felt they expressed one; felt they became one; felt they knew one, in a sense were one; felt an irrational tenderness thus (she looked at that long steady light) as for oneself.”