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I never give my real self. I have a hundred sides, and I turn first one way and then the other. I am playing a deep game. I have a number of strong cards up my sleeve. I have never been myself, excepting to two friends. ↗

— Mary MacLane

#been #cards #deep #excepting #first

There is really no right and wrong. I recognize no right and wrong. ↗

— Mary MacLane

#really #recognize #right #right and wrong #wrong

Fame is indeed beautiful and benign and gentle and satisfying, but happiness is something at once tender and brilliant beyond all things. ↗

— Mary MacLane

#beautiful #benign #beyond #brilliant #fame

I'm not a screamer. I'm confrontational, but I don't think that translates into anger. ↗

— Rachel Maddow

#confrontational #i #into #think #translates

I have never read a line of Walt Whitman. ↗

— Mary MacLane

#line #never #read #walt #walt whitman

Just why I sent it to the publishers would be hard to say, but when I had finished it I felt that it was literature, because it is real and because it was well written. And I know that the world wants such things. ↗

— Mary MacLane

#felt #finished #had #hard #i

Parents can plant magic in a child's mind through certain words spoken with some thrilling quality of voice, some uplift of the heart and spirit. ↗

— Robert MacNeil

#child #heart #magic #mind #parents

The book, you understand, was not written for publication. It was the portrayal of my emotions, the analysis of my own soul life during three months of my nineteenth year. I wrote then all the time, just as I do now, but, though the book is in diary form, it is not a diary. ↗

— Mary MacLane

#book #diary #during #emotions #form

When I wrote my book I wanted to love someone. I wanted to be in love. Now I know that I shall never be in love - and I no longer wish to be. ↗

— Mary MacLane

#i #know #longer #love #never

You may think me crude, and probably I am crude, but I am not so crude as I was, for I am clever enough to see that the girl of nineteen who thought herself a genius was only an unusual girl writing her heart out. ↗

— Mary MacLane

#clever #crude #enough #genius #girl