The past and the future become unimportant. There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that evokes love, and creates a twin soul for every person in the world. Without such love, one’s dreams would have no meaning.

My envy's not dangerous; it wouldn't hurt a mouse.

There&#39;s no environment. Use your imagination. There&#39;s no fourth wall, whether it&#39;s the first time you&#39;ve told this story about her life, or the sixth time.

Written By Jill Clayburgh

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