Alice Munro Quotes: My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state. ...

My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state. (Alice Munro)

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Alice Munro Quotes: My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state.

Alice Munro Quotes: My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state.

Alice Munro Quotes: My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state.

Alice Munro Quotes: My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state.

Alice Munro Quotes: My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state.

Alice Munro Quotes: My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state.

Alice Munro Quotes: My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state.

Alice Munro Quotes: My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state.

Alice Munro Quotes: My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state.

Alice Munro Quotes: My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state.

Alice Munro Quotes: My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state.

Alice Munro Quotes: My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state.

Alice Munro Quotes: My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state.

Alice Munro Quotes: My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state.

Alice Munro Quotes: My mother had a habit of hanging onto - even treasuring - the foibles of my distant infantile state.