I know what you are learning to endure. There is nothing to be done. Make sure nothing is wasted. Take notes. Remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind. In life, knowledge of poisons is essential. I've told you, nobody becomes an artist unless they have to.”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander
Have you read the White Oleander? Such a powerful novel. It's about a girl, whose mother goes to prison for murder. The mother killed her former boyfriend using poison from white oleanders. The girl is placed in a foster home and has an affair with her foster mother's boyfriend.
It's tragic and moving and leaves you wondering why there aren't 27 names for tears. Isn't there an easier way to be come an artist?
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