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I Am Not A Romantic. I Am A Domestic Animal. I Do Not Sigh And Yearn For Extravagant Displays Of Passion, For The Grand Affair, The World Well Lost For Love. I Know All That, And Know That It Leaves You Lonely. No, What I Crave Is The Simplicity Of Routine. An Evening Walk, Arm In Arm, In Fine Weather. A Game Of Cards. Time For Idle Talk. Preparing A Meal Together.

Romanticism Is Not Just A Mode; It Literally Eats Into Every Life. Women Will Never Get Rid Of Just Waiting For The Right Man.

To Remain Pure, A Novel Has To Cast A Moral Puzzle. Anything Else Is Mere Negotiation.

Great Writers Are The Saints For The Godless.

I Was Brought Up Among The Sort Of Self-important Women Who Had A Husband As One Has An Alibi.