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"I had a kind of crisis of faith in the novel.”
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“Out-of-touch people are the people I respect most these days.”
“Today, apparently, was a good day. My mother was not yet drunk.”
She was assistant principal in the treasury from 1942 to 1944 and an administrative officer with the United Nations Relief and Rehabilitation Administration in England, Belgium, and Austria during the years 1944 to 1946.
"I have a $10 bill, and buying things in cash these days makes me feel like I’m getting it for free."
“The flight attendant began to scream. I assumed she must be having a personal problem.”
“Everywhere, everyone wanted me to give a shit. And it had to be the right kind of shit.”
All the characters are unremarkable, yet sympathetic and attractive people.