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21 " I love you as only a lover can. Less depressed, less obsessed, I am better than ever able to love your hair, which has blond lights in it, and your remarkable eyes, the blue of my Nana’s chipped china. I love the smell of your skin, impossible to describe except to say it’s a confluence of many pungent things, and I love your chest with the disks of your nipples, and your thighs striated with sweat, and your back and your breath while you are above me. "
― Lauren Slater , Prozac Diary
22 " If you have been sick for long, long time, Prozac may make you high. It probably won't make you high the way pot and acid do; it will make you high by returning you to a world you've forgotten or never quite managed to be a part of, but a world nevertheless, that you at first fit into with the precision of a key to a lock or a neurotransmitter to its receptor. "
23 " Once, in the hospital, a social worker drew her a geneagram, a tree with every family member’s name and diagnosis boxed in its branches, and the tree went on and on, out and out in flaring illness, and she laughed and said, “The simplest cure might be to just cut it down. "