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crumbargento · 2 years
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I Never Promised You a Rose Garden -  Anthony Page - 1977 - USA
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virgin-martyr · 11 months
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her little oddities, her fears, and her loneliness
Joanne Greenberg, excerpt from I Never Promised You a Rose Garden
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gennsoup · 9 months
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If one is to be doomed, one must be beautiful, or the drama is only a comedy.
Joanne Greenberg, I Never Promised You A Rose Garden
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mccoppinscrapyard · 10 months
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JOMP Book Photo Challenge July
Day 18: Well-Loved
My collection of old-school mass-market paperbacks! I got all of them (with the exception of Annie on My Mind) from a local used bookstore.
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edawg44 · 24 days
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difficult to glamorize?
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emohorseboy · 12 days
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“Measure the hate you feel now, and the shame. That quantity is your capacity also to love and to feel joy and to have compassion.”
I Never Promised You a Rose Garden, Joanne Greenberg
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low-cool · 2 years
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I Never Promised You a Rose Garden -  Anthony Page - 1977 - USA
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virgin-martyr · 11 months
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The people on the edge of Hell were most afraid of the devil; for those already in hell the devil was only another and no one in particular.
Joanne Greenberg, excerpt from I Never Promised You a Rose Garden
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gennsoup · 1 year
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If sanity was measured in feet and hours, learning was weighed in pounds of books carried to school and back again.
Joanne Greenberg, I Never Promised You a Rose Garden
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mccoppinscrapyard · 1 year
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Read in 2022 (6/?)
I Never Promised You a Rose Garden by Joanne Greenberg (Hannah Green)
❝ You know... the thing that is so wrong about being mentally ill is the terrible price you have to pay for survival. ❞ 
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schrijfmenu · 2 years
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God, they tried so hard to make the madhouse look like home. It was all lies; their laughter hung very false among the ornaments (no sharp edges and no glass), and Deborah thought that at least they had the decency to be embarrassed.
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hangsawoman · 1 year
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and in a slow, oncoming way, widening from a beginning, it appeared to deborah that she would not die. it came upon her with a steady, mounting clarity that she was going to be more than undead, that she was going to be alive. it had a sense of wonder and awe, great joy and trepidation. “when will it begin?” she said to the gradual night. it came to her that it was already beginning. — i never promised you a rose garden, joanne greenberg
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fiction-quotes · 2 years
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Deborah was sitting on the floor of the ward, idly waiting for a meeting with Anterrabae, when she saw Carla coming toward her down the hall. “Hey, Deb...”
“Carla? I didn't know you were up here.”
Carla looked very tired. “Deb – I had enough of hate all boxed in. I decided to come up here where I can yell and yell until I get hoarse.” They looked at each other and smiled, knowing that “D” was not the “worst” ward at all, only the most honest. The other wards had “status” to keep up and a semblance of form to maintain.
The people on the edge of Hell were most afraid of the devil; for those already in hell the devil was only another and no one in particular. So Wards A and B whispered their little symptoms and took their sedatives and were terrified of loud noises or overt agony or towering despair. Women's Disturbed rocked like a boat sometimes, but its inmates felt free of the subtle, treacherous currents of secret madness.
  —  I Never Promised You a Rose Garden (Joanne Greenberg)
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Exploring The Bell Jar
Exploring The Bell Jar
I’m currently in a book club/class on Sylvia Plath, and this Sunday we start on Sylvia Plath. You know I am always researching and searching for information. I found some interesting things while reading the first nine chapters. Audio interview with Joanne Greenberg, who wrote her own mental illness memoir, I Never Promised You a Rose Garden, by one of the women at Mademoiselle with Sylvia, who…
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