Cynthia Ozick

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    Good-citizen writers, by contrast, year after year decline no summons, refuse no banquet, turn away from no tedium, willingly enter into every anecdote and brook the assault of any amplified band. They will put down their pens for a noodle pudding.
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    Their work will not be taken for work.
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    It may be that the little magazines no longer define themselves as uniformly as they once did because they cannot.
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    For a long time it hardly recognized itself for what it was, and was often confused with the magazine article—that shabby, team-driven, ugly, truncated, undeveloped, speedy, breezy, cheap thing.
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    She thought herself capable of doing anything, and did everything she imagined. But nothing was perfect. There was always some clear flaw, never visible head-on. You had to look underneath, where the seams were. The corn thrived, though not in rows. The stalks elbowed one another like gossips in a dense little village.
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    She was an optimist who ignored trifles; for her, God was not in the details but in the intent
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    She was all profusion, abundance, fabrication
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    The sentence I am writing is my cabin and my shell, compact, self-sufficient.
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    Rupture doesn’t attract me: I would rather inherit coherence than smash and start over again with enigma.
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    Life is that which—pressingly, persistently, unfailingly, imperially—interrupts.
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