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“Women are their own worst enemies. And guilt is the main weapon of self-torture . . . Show me a woman who doesn't feel guilty and I'll show you a man.”

Quote by Erica Jong

Work

fear of flying

This book delves into the psychological challenges faced by a woman as she navigates the complexities of her personal life and professional aspirations, all while grappling with her fear of flying. more

Author

Erica Jong
Erica Jong

Erica Jong is a renowned American author, born on March 26, 1942. Her works, focusing on female perspectives and sexual liberation, have gained widespread popularity. Her representative works include 'How to Be a Woman'. more

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