"You see, it is simply a very young girl’s record of her own thoughts and impressions, and consequently meant for publication."
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What's he like? Christ, I just told you. Oh, you know the thing, That crummy textbook stuff from Freshman Psych, Not out of kicks or something happening -- One of those old-type natural fouled-up guys.
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I believe in the refusal to take part. I believe in the ruined career. I believe in the wasted years of work. I believe in the secret taken to the grave. These words soar for me beyond all rules without seeking support from actual examples.
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"I don't mind if you don't like my manners. I don't like them myself. They're pretty bad. I grieve over them on long winter evenings."