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A review by bibliocyclist
I Wrote This Book Because I Love You: Essays by Tim Kreider
4.0
"If you want to enjoy the rewards of being loved, you also have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known."
"We all die in exile."
"Maybe the moral is, nothing works."
"A man who is in a room with a cat—whatever else we might say about that man—is not alone."
"If I ever have a terminal illness, the way I'd prefer to learn about it is by dying."
"All the dread of a false accusation masks the fear of a just one."
"Some days self-awareness mostly seems like a source of embarrassment, enabling you to watch yourself fucking up with greater clarity."
"It is a joy to be hidden, but a disaster not to be found."
"The nice guys and the creepy guys are all the same guys."
"De gustibus non est disputandum."
"Onward."
"We all die in exile."
"Maybe the moral is, nothing works."
"A man who is in a room with a cat—whatever else we might say about that man—is not alone."
"If I ever have a terminal illness, the way I'd prefer to learn about it is by dying."
"All the dread of a false accusation masks the fear of a just one."
"Some days self-awareness mostly seems like a source of embarrassment, enabling you to watch yourself fucking up with greater clarity."
"It is a joy to be hidden, but a disaster not to be found."
"The nice guys and the creepy guys are all the same guys."
"De gustibus non est disputandum."
"Onward."