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Janet Fitch, White Oleander
"I was tired of men. Hanging in doorways, standing too close, their smell of beer or fifteen-year-old whiskey. Men who didn’t come to the emergency room with you, men who left on Christmas Eve. Men who slammed the security gates, who made you love them then changed their minds. Forests of boys, their ragged shrubs full of eyes following you, grabbing your breasts, waving their money, eyes already knocking you down, taking what they felt was theirs. (…) It was a play and I knew how it ended. I didn’t want to audition for any of the roles. It was no game, no casual thrill. It was three-bullet Russian roulette."
- Janet Fitch, White Oleander

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"I wanted to hear what she was saying. I wanted to smell that burnt midnight again, I wanted to feel that wind. It was a secret wanting, like a song I couldn’t stop humming, or loving someone I could never have. No matter where I went, my compass pointed west. I would always know what time it was in California."
- Janet Fitch, White Oleander

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"If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you’ll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way."
- Janet Fitch, White Oleander

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so i’m here working on my amazon order but i’m not completely sure what to get since the books that i love should be as sad and horribly depressing and twisted and dark as they can, with an unhappy ending where somebody or everybody dies or whatever, SO, any recommendations?

some of my favorite books are, for example, the virgin suicides, the bell jar and white oleander, and yes, girl, interrupted is already on my list.

p.s. i especially love really fucked up female characters!

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"I imagined the lies the valedictorian was telling them right now. About the exciting future that lies ahead. I wish she’d tell them the truth: Half of you have gone as far in life as you’re ever going to. Look around. It’s all downhill from here. The rest of us will go a bit further, a steady job, a trip to Hawaii, or a move to Phoenix, Arizona, but out of fifteen hundred how many will do anything truly worthwhile; write a play, paint a painting that will hang in a gallery, find a cure for herpes? Two of us, maybe three? And how many will find true love? About the same. And enlightenment? Maybe one. The rest of us will make compromises, find excuses, someone or something to blame, and hold that over our hearts like a pendant on a chain."
- Janet Fitch, White Oleander

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