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A breeze had arisen and trailed faintly through the house like a sick woman in a long dressing gown, and with it the odor of a blown-out jet, under the oatmeal.
Christina Stead
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He wanted to be angry, his mission was was to be angry, and he had nothing to be angry about; the world would not let him rave, this was the great injustice he suffered from.
Christina Stead
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It's easy to make money. You put up the sign Bank and someone walks in and hands you his money. The façade is everything.
Christina Stead
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Sam,' said Saul fervently, 'when you talk, you know you create a world.
Christina Stead
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Henny was beautifully, wholeheartedly vile: she asked no quarter and gave none to the foul world, and when she told her children tales of the villainies they could understand, it was not to corrupt them, but because, for her, the world was really so.
Christina Stead
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The sensuality, delicacy of literature does not exist for me; only the passion, energy and struggle… Most of my friends deplore this: they are always telling me what I should leave out in order to have success. But I know that nothing has more success in the end than an intelligent ferocity.
Christina Stead
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And gold has no name, it licks the hand of anyone who has it: good dog!
Christina Stead
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They were all eccentric, touched, ill-intentioned, ignorant, superstitious, avaricious, or full members of nitwitry.
Christina Stead
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Life is nothing but rags and tags and filthy rags at that. Why was I ever born?
Christina Stead
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"Nothing hurts me if I don’t want it to,” she told him.
Christina Stead
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Gentlemen are overestimated, that is my experience.
Christina Stead
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Money goes where money is, money yearns where money is.
Christina Stead
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When we are born, we are studied, and deviations, if noxious to the species, are suppressed; good deviations are preserved. And furthermore, we bear our formula on our arm band!
Christina Stead
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They never asked any reasons for their parents’ fights, thinking all adults unreasonable, violent beings, the toys of their own monstrous tempers and egotisms
Christina Stead
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Wait till you’ve washed and scrubbed for a man for ten or twelve years.
Christina Stead
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It was only much later that I found out hardness worked better than love.
Christina Stead
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You do not know what she did not only to me but to the little children. She has tortured them, turned them against me, lied to them.
Christina Stead
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A single girl must lead a double life don't you think?
Christina Stead
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Am I to spend the next twenty years in the high-minded company of a smug Philistine who doesn’t so much as make me a decent husband?
Christina Stead
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I do not know how I got through without breaking down, without my heart bursting from sorrow and shame.
Christina Stead
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Why doesn’t he drop down dead? Was he sent by God to worry women?
Christina Stead
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Good digestion is for the bovine.
Christina Stead
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A woman can't be, until a girl dies. . . . I mean the sprites that girls are, so different from us, all their fancies, their illusions, their flower world, the dreams they live in.”
Christina Stead
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It is women who must clean up the mess men make, the mess everything makes
Christina Stead
