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I feel angry but not homocidal; this may be unlooked-for progress. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

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I should have known then it wasn´t nothing, as he called it. But I was eight months pregnant. No sense closing the barn door now, or so I thought. I swallowed the nothing, straightaway after the usual tears and denial. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

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They ought to do away with divorce settlements. Instead, both parties should flip a coin. The winner gets to stay where he or she is and keep everything. The loser goes to Paraguay. That´s it. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

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God is great and God is good," Lisa says. "But where are the Apache attack helicopters when you need them? ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

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My mind floats like ash. I blame myself most cruelly. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

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It is a pity he did not write in pencil. As you have no doubt frequently observed, the impression usually goes through -- a fact which has dissolved many a happy marriage. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

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I want to own this transition, not to simply swallow the shame of it entire. I will push for every little irony. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

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Together we agree that there are few tableaus more pathetic than a woman poring over a plethora of self-help books, while in a small café across town her husband is sharing a bottle of Pouilly-Fuissé and fettucini Alfredo with a beautiful woman, fondling her fishnet knee and making careful plans to escape his life. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

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In so many senseless deaths, beauty is to blame. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

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Was he a bad man or just a foolish one? He didn't feel bad to himself. As a husband he believed himself to be essentially good and loyal. It just wasn't written in a man's nature to be monogamous, that was all. And he owed something to his nature even when his nature was at odds with his desire, which was to stay at home and cherish his wife. It was his nature – all nature, the rule of nature – that was the bastard, not him. ↗

— Howard Jacobson

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