I read a book by this title once, years ago, and it spoke to me--as I often feel like one of those Russian nesting dolls, so many selves inside one outer self.
Gloria Steinem said, "We are so many selves...the person we were last year, wanted to be yesterday, tried to become in one job or in one winter, in one love affair or even one house, where even now we can close our eyes and smell the rooms."
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