"From here on out, there's just reality. I think that's what maturity is: a stoic response to endless reality. But then, what do I know?"

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But during all these years I had a vague but persistent desire to return to New Orleans. I never forgot New Orleans. And when we were in tropical places and places of those flowers and trees that grow in Louisiana, I would think of it acutely and I would feel for my home the only glimmer of desire I felt for anything outside my endless pursuit of art.

— Anne Rice