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I was fascinated by her sadness for a while, by how, pretty as she was, she could not keep it to herself.

He wanted to excavate my past.

By their nature, it came to me, children were freaks. They believed impossible things to suit themselves, thought their fantasies were the center of the world. They were the best kinds of quacks, if that's what you wanted - pretenders who didn't know they were pretending at all.

I thought if I slammed the door hard enough, Mr. Grierson might come after me. That's what it's like to be fourteen.

It seemed unfair to me that people couldn't be something else just by working at it hard, by saying it over and over.