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“But maybe they understood more about life than I did. From an early age they knew what little value the world placed in books, and so didn't waste their time with them. Whereas I, even now, persist in believing that these black marks on white paper bear the greatest significance, that if I keep writing, I might be able to catch the rainbow of consciousness in a jar.”

Quote by Jeffrey Eugenides

Work

Middlesex

Middlesex is a novel that delves into the intricate tapestry of identity and heritage, following the life of a character who is born intersex and navigates a world that does not fully understand their identity. The story spans generations and cultures, offering a rich exploration of the human experience and the search for belonging. more

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Jeffrey Eugenides
Jeffrey Eugenides

Jeffrey Eugenides is an American novelist known for his unique narrative style and profound portrayal of complex family relationships. His works often explore identity, genetics, and human emotions. more

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