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The writer who cannot distinguish truth from a peanut-butter sandwich can never write good fiction. – John Gardner, The Art of Fiction

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It’s awful, telling it like this, isn’t it? As though we didn’t know the ending. As though it could have another ending. It’s like watching Romeo drink poison. Every time you see it you get fooled into thinking his girlfriend might wake up and stop him. Every single time you see it you want to shout, You stupid ass, just wait a minute and she’ll open her eyes! Oi, you, you twat, open your eyes, wake up! Don’t die this time! But they always do.

— Elizabeth Wein, Code Name: Verity

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