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Believe Me, If I Looked Good, It's Not An Accident.

Working As A Journalist Is Exactly Like Being The Wallflower At An Orgy. I Always Seem To Find Myself At A Perfectly Wonderful Event Where Everyone Else Is Having A Marvelous Time, Laughing Merrily, Eating, Drinking, Having Sex In The Back Room, And I Am Standing On The Side Taking Notes On It All.

I've Just Surfaced From Spending Several Days In A State Of Rapture: I Was Reading A Book... I Felt Alive And Engaged And Positively Brilliant, Bursting With Ideas, Brimming With Memories Of Other Books I've Loved.

... The State Of Rapture I Experience When I Read A Wonderful Book Is One Of The Main Reasons I Read; But It Doesn't Happen Every Time Or Even Every Other Time, And When It Does Happen, I Am Truly Beside Myself.

I Am Still Amazed At The Amount Of Christian Charity [wellesley] Stuck Us All With, A Kind Of Glazed Politeness In The Face Of Boredom And Stupidity. Tolerance, In The Worst Sense Of The Word. How Marvelous It Would Have Been To Go To A Women's College That Encouraged Impoliteness, That Rewarded Aggression, That Encouraged Argument.