By second or third grade, I was doing my own thing. I still resent being told what to do in any way, shape, or form. I’m sure it’s clinical.
Maya Lin Connected to the Carolinas
Source
"Maya Lin, The Reluctant Memorialist" in The New Yorker (30 June 2022)
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- 2022
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“By second or third grade, I was doing my own thing. I still …” Maya Lin. Carolina Quotes, record CQ-F5F57B4EFD. https://carolinaquotes.com/quote/f5f57b4efd
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