Quote by: Maryse Holder

As soon as whatever provisional well of confidence dries up, I will feel like a frightened motherless child. And I will—what? Lessee, I'll beg friends to assure me I'm fascinating, that my soul is complex so I can once more conduce to irony. An abyss opens up.


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Author Bio


  • NameMaryse Holder
  • DescriptionAmerican memoirist and feminist writer
  • BornOctober 19, 1940
  • DiedSeptember, 1977
  • ProfessionWriter