I moved his hair out of his face. I put my hand under his nose and felt gentle, even breaths. I pressed my lips against his ear and whispered again, Itโs not your fault. Perhaps this was really the only thing I had ever wanted to say to anyone, and be told.
Miranda JulyI wondered if i would spend the rest of my life inventing complicated ways to depress myself.
Miranda JulyThe thing I am most interested in is power relations - it is so easy in a relationship like that [of an artist and a gallery manager], to imagine that the other person is living a perfect life.
Miranda JulyWas she terrifyingly beautiful? Was she so ignorant she didn't deserve the truth? Was she also a liar and thus it was something they did together? I don't believe in psychology; which says everything you do is because of yourself. That is so untrue. We are social animals, and everything we do is because of other people, because we love them, or because we don't.
Miranda July