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Alynda Lee Segarra of Hurray for the Riff-Raff.

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"'Perhaps the meaning of life for a woman consists solely in being discovered like this, looked at so that she herself feels radiant with light.' Not in looking at, not in listening to the poisons and stupidities of others, but in experiencing fully the joy of her own feelings and sensations, her own despair and happiness. Her own evil or goodness..."

"But not long ago, on that desperate night, which Gloria's talk had recalled for me, I'd seen them again fused into one until they could feel the pounding of each other's blood, loving each other, leaning on each other in the same sorrow. And it was like the end of all hatred, all incomprehension. 'If on that night' -- I thought -- 'the world had ended or one of them had died, their story would have been completely closed and beautiful, like a circle.' That's how it happens in novels, in films, but not in life... I was realizing, for the first time, that everything goes on, turns grey, is ruined in the living. That there is no end to our story until death comes and the body decays..."