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Mary Karr
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Truth Hunger: The Public and Private Burning of Kathryn Harrison
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We quarrel sometimes, and sometimes we weep. The road always stretches endlessly ahead and behind us, so that we are out of time as well as out of place.
from Kathryn Harrison's The Kiss. pretty paragraph
We quarrel sometimes, and sometimes we weep. The road always stretches endlessly ahead and behind us, so that we are out of time as well as out of place.
from Kathryn Harrison's The Kiss. pretty paragraph