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The Paragon

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“These people couldn’t possibly doubt or worry or sulk. These people couldn’t possibly feel insecurity and shame and pain. These people liked to have fun, and so they did. Was it really that simple? Could she too reduce herself to such shallow waters and escape the depths that plagued her active mind? She was so intoxicated by the thought, that she’d convinced herself she could be like them.”

FriendshipAnxietyCharacter DevelopmentSelf LoathingSelf DoubtComplex CharactersCharacter StudyNegative Self TalkAnxious People
Book:The Paragon
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“In any friendship or partnership, there is always one that shines just a little bit brighter than the other. He doesn’t mean to, that’s just who he is. And I love him for it. I’ve learned this the hard way, that you can either resent a star for shining brighter, or sit back and enjoy the show.”

FriendshipFriendsShine Your LightCharacterizationFemale FriendshipIntrovert Or ExtrovertComplex CharactersFemale FriendsShine BrighterIntrovert Extrovert
Book:The Paragon
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“My body might be ill, I granted, but the paper worlds I had visited in my life remained vast and memorable. No matter what happened to me, no matter how the months ahead would shear me, a thousand books waited to rescue me, the simple flying carpet of black print on white pages a friend as trusted as any I had ever encountered.”

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Book:Goodbye to Clocks Ticking: How We Live While Dying
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“I washed her with slow, careful gestures, first letting her squat in the tub, then asking her to stand up: I still have in my ears the sound of the dripping water, and the impression that the copper of the tub had a consistency not different from Lila's flesh, which was smooth, solid, calm. I had a confusion of feelings and thoughts: embrace her, weep with her, kiss her, pull her hair, pretend to sexual experience and instruct her in a learned voice, distancing her with words just at the moment of greatest closeness. But in the end there was only the hostile thought that I was washing her, from her hair to the soles of her feet, early in the morning, just so Stefano could sully her in the course of the night. I imagined her naked as she was at that moment, entwined with her husband, in the bed in the new house, while the train clattered under their windows and his violent flesh entered her with a sharp blow, like the cork pushed by the palm into the neck of a wine bottle. And it suddenly seemed to me that the only remedy against the pain I was feeling, that I would feel, was to find a corner secluded enough so that Antonio could do to me, at the same time, the exact same thing.”

SexFriendshipLossMarriageGrowing UpSadInnocence LostFemale Experience
Book:My Brilliant Friend
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