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It was the promise of men, that around each corner there was yet another man, more wonderful than the last, that sustained me. You see, I had men confused with life. . . . You can't get what I wanted from a man, not in this life.
Source: My Mother/ My Self, ch. 8, 1977
-- Nancy Friday, (Aug 27 1933-2017), US writer; She is best known for My Mother/ My Self, 1977.