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Joyce Carol Oates

was born 70 years ago today (in Lockport, New York, U.S.A.)

“Is there any mystery like who you finally turn out to be.”

“We are linked by blood, and blood is memory without language.”

“How can people still be superstitious, still believe in nonsense and astrology and grotesque demonic religions of every kind, every fundamentalist religion crowding us on all sides?”

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