The Ballad of Dorothy Parker



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On the east coast of the U.S., petite, goofy, and kind. I like to share things that take my breath away, inspire, and/or crack me up.



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Always learn poems by heart. They have to become the marrow in your bones. Like fluoride in the water, they’ll make your soul impervious to the world’s soft decay.
Janet Fitch, White Oleander 

(Source: libraryland)


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