The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of t — Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
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The fantasies of dying could be no stranger than the fantasies of living. Survival is perhaps the strangest fantasy of them all.

— Eudora Welty, The Optimist's Daughter
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