"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."
"Sometimes I think it's better to suffer bitter unhappiness and to fight and to scream out, and even to suffer that terrible pain, than to just be... safe. At least she knows she's living."
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Source: BETTY SMITH (1947). “A TREE GROWS IN BROOKLYN MAGGIE NOW”
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