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1. "Mama let out a snort. "Talk about a nerve. I guess she's too good for my house now. She oughta try to sell that bullshit to some folks who don't remember where she came from. And what kind of ‘working' did she do to get outta Leanin' Tree? All she did was outlive her lowlife daddy. Odette, tell her your mama's back and that she's fixin' to haunt the fuck outta her. Go on, tell ‘er."
Author: Edward Kelsey Moore
2. "Her [Odette's] eyes were beautiful, but so large they seemed to droop beneath their own weight, strained the rest of her face and always made her appear unwell or in a bad mood."
Author: Marcel Proust
3. "It was with an unusual intensity of pleasure, a pleasure destined to have a lasting effect on him, that Swann remarked Odette's resemblance to the Zipporah of that Alessandro de Mariano to whom more people willingly give his popular surname, Botticelli, now that it suggests not so much the actual work of the Master as that false and banal conception of it which has of late obtained common currency."
Author: Marcel Proust
4. "An hour or so later he received a note from Odette. Swann had left his cigarette case at her house. "If only," she wrote, "you had also forgotten your heart! I should never have let you have it back."
Author: Marcel Proust
5. "It was true that Odette played vilely, but often the most memorable impression of a piece of music is one that has arisen out of a jumble of wrong notes struck by unskilful fingers upon a tuneless piano."
Author: Marcel Proust
6. "Ele só teve um momento de frieza, com o Dr. Cottard: vendo-o piscar o olho e sorrir-lhe com um ar ambíguo antes que se tivessem falado (mímica que Cottard chamava de "deixar fluir"), Swann acreditou que o médico o conheci sem dúvida por ter estado com ele em algum lugar de prazer, embora ele mesmo os frequentasse muito pouco, nunca tendo vivido no mundo da farra. Considerando a alusão de mau gosto, sobretudo na presença de Odette, que poderia fazer dele uma ideia falsa, simulou um ar glacial. Mas quando soube que a dama que se encontrava a seu lado era a sra. Cottard, pensou que um marido tão jovem não teria pensado em fazer alusão, diante de sua mulher, a divertimento desse tipo, e deixou de atribuir ao ar cúmplice do médico o significado que temia."
Author: Marcel Proust
7. "Quando Odette deixasse de ser para ele uma criatura sempre ausente, cobiçada, imaginária, quando o sentimento que ele tinha por ela não fosse mais aquela mesma perturbação misteriosa que lhe causava a frase da sonata e sim afeto, reconhecimento, quando se estabelecessem entre ambos relações normais que poriam fim à loucura e à tristeza dele, então sem dúvida os atos da vida de Odette lhe pareceriam si mesmos pouco interessantes."
Author: Marcel Proust
8. "He recognised that all the period of Odette's life which had elapsed before she first met him, a period of which he had never sought to form any picture in his mind, was not the featureless abstraction which he could vaguely see, but had consisted of so many definite, dated years, each crowded with concrete incidents. But were he to learn more of them, he feared lest her past, now colourless, fluid and supportable, might assume a tangible, an obscene form, with individual and diabolical features. And he continued to refrain from seeking a conception of it, not any longer now from laziness of mind, but from fear of suffering."
Author: Marcel Proust
9. "Never look back unless you are planning to go that way." Thoreau "If I don't look back, I can't find a different way forward." Odette"
Author: Marie Clair
10. "Odette nodded at my notebook, where I was writing as she spoke. 'Do the people in America really want to read this? People tell me to write these things down, but it's written inside of me. I almost hope for the day when I can forget."
Author: Philip Gourevitch

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Suddenly, this word fills me with a sense of sadness I haven't felt since childhood. The kind of sadness you feel at the end of summer. When the fireflies are gone, the ponds are all dried up and the plants are wilted. It's no longer really summer but the air is still too warm and heavy to be fall. It's the season between seasons. It's the feeling of something dying."
Author: Augusten Burroughs

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