Last year, when Zora was a freshman, sophomores had seemed altogether a different kind of human: so very definite in their tastes and opinions, in ther loves and ideas. Zora woke up this morning hopeful that a transformation of this kind might have visited her in the night, but, finding it hadn't, she did what girls generally do when they don't feel the part: she dressed it instead.
Zadie SmithThen he gave her a kiss on the forehead that felt like a baptism and she wept like a baby.
Zadie SmithThe secret to editing your work is simple: you need to become its reader instead of its writer.
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