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Inevitably, I drank too much, talked too much, smiled too hard, swallowed back too much bile.
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My body was flesh, which was only one step removed from shit, from clay, from dust.
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Erica Jong |
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Keeping a journal implies hope.
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Erica Jong |
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The worst thing about jealousy is how low it makes you reach.
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And what if I don't want forgiveness?
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ab8086a
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Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer but wish we didn't...
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Erica Jong |
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Friends love misery... our misery is what endears us to our friends.
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Erica Jong |
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It takes a spasm of love to write a poem.
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jealousy makes the prick grow harder. And the cunt wetter.
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Erica Jong |
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3bbac09
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Love is love, but marriage is an investment.
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Erica Jong |
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Unhappiness is our element. We come to believe we can't function without it.
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Erica Jong |
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the ocean kept falling into itself, gathering itself up, and falling into itself again.
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Erica Jong |
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What was the point of spending your life with someone you were always looking for ways to deceive?
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Erica Jong |
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Jealousy is all the fun you think they had.
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Erica Jong |
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d9d4c5c
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Pain is not love. Love flowers; love gives without taking; love is serene and calm.
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Erica Jong |
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Driving me away is easier than saying goodbye...
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Erica Jong |
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Betrayal does that -- betrays the betrayer.
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Erica Jong |
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It is our old love I love.
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Erica Jong |
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In loving life you love what can't survive...
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Erica Jong |
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Why does life need evidence of life?
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Erica Jong |
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1bd3c2a
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I am not sure if love is a salve or just a deeper kind of wound.
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Erica Jong |
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3d76181
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I am sure that when we love we are better than ourselves and when we hate, worse.
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Erica Jong |
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429cbef
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The best slave does not need to be beaten. She beats herself.
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Erica Jong |
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554fbc0
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Birth is the start of loneliness and loneliness the start of poetry...
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Erica Jong |
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f37c881
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Since flesh can't stay, we pass the words along.
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Erica Jong |
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Because I loved myself, I was loved.
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Erica Jong |
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056c5bc
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if you don't risk anything, you risk even more.
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Erica Jong |