What is private anyway apart from our dreams? Even our thoughts -- they split us in two, one thinking, one observing, one analysing. None of us is singular, an amoeba; we are two, plural, watching ourselves.
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We have many voices, I've realised. They are there, in our heads, twanging like taut lines disturbed in our subconscious. At the very least, we each use two: the one we speak with, and the one we want to, but don't. At different times, one is more subdued than the other. It doesn't matter. Our parallel dialogues continue, talking us through our lives.
--In One Skin / Kristina Olsson
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We have many voices, I've realised. They are there, in our heads, twanging like taut lines disturbed in our subconscious. At the very least, we each use two: the one we speak with, and the one we want to, but don't. At different times, one is more subdued than the other. It doesn't matter. Our parallel dialogues continue, talking us through our lives.
--In One Skin / Kristina Olsson