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"but when she's the way she is now-in what she calls a state of longing-when the sweet misery rises in her body and at night she curls on herself tenderly; when all day she looks at every male creature and wonders when one will look back at her and see her the way she wants to be seen; when she cried in the shower for no reason and sometimes even reverts to her old childish habit of hiding in the closet, her face buried and swollen among the clothes; when shes this way, then there is no knowing what her willful, her unpredictable, her uncontrolable unconcious will do to her. what dreams it will shower down on her. what little tricks it will pull." -from the book 'Stay True'