I would not be a man who borrowed from his wife. I could feel my dad twisting his lips at the very idea. Well, there are all kind of men, his most damning phrase, the second half left unsaid: and you are the wrong kind.

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There is an unfair responsibility that comes with being an only child – you grow up knowing you aren’t allowed to disappoint, you’re not even allowed to die. There isn’t a replacement toddling around; you’re it. It makes you desperate to be flawless, and it also makes you drunk with the power. In such ways are despots made.

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We were born in the Seventies, back when twins were rare, a bit magical: cousins of the unicorn, siblings of the elves.

Gone girl – Gillian Flynn

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