on the illusion of transparency
Thursday 12 June 2008 | I like a cookie
When all is said and done, there is only one kind of illness memoir I can see to write and that’s a slippery, playful, impish, exasperating text, shaped, if it could be, like a question mark. [Lauren Slater, Lying: A Metaphorical Memoir]
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At least you know there won’t be any goddamn ulterior motives in this madhouse. Whatever we are, we’re not fishy, buddy. [JD Salinger, Franny and Zooey]
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