Let me be something every minute of every hour. Let me be happy; let me be sad; let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry … have too much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere—be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that no one little piece of living is ever lost.
–Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
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