"I wrote about people who liked fake fireplaces in their parlor, who thought a brass horse with a clock embedded in its flank was wonderful."
"I never listen to what people tell me and I can't read. The only way I know what is right and wrong is the way I feel about things. If I feel bad, it's wrong. If I feel good, it's right."
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Source: BETTY SMITH (1947). “A TREE GROWS IN BROOKLYN MAGGIE NOW”
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