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While forgetting the past might condemn people to repeat it, remembering it too vividly condemned them never to leave.

Bury Your Dead by Louise Penny

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If there was not enough bread to go around, he went without; if it was a choice between new clothes for him or new clothes for one of his offspring, he went without. In its way, that was more reliable evidence of love than a million easy kisses.

The Thorn Birds by Colleen McCullough

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'What is it, dear?' he asked in tones more tender than any of his children had ever heard him use; yet somehow they knew they were the tones he used with her when they were not around to hear.

The Thorn Birds by Collen McCullough

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Books were the world I could lose myself in when the one I was actually living in became too lonely or harsh or difficult to bear.

Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail

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How far away the shore must seem when you're on thin ice.

Bury Your Dead by Louise Penny

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It's like reaching into a sack full of cotton and finding a razor blade inside, everything constant and undeviating and then that one dangerous thing, so sharp you can hardly feel it open your skin.

All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr

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That was the danger. Not that betrayals happened, not that cruel things happened, but that they could outweigh all the good. That we could forget the good and only remember the bad.

Bury Your Dead by Louise Penny

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I used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was.

Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

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In the end, how much distance lies between the truth and what we believe to be true? Between the things we feel at one time and the things we end up doing?

Susan Barker, The Incarnations

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Human knowledge is never contained in one person. It grows from the relationships we create between each other and the world, and still it is never complete.

Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air

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No matter how dilapidated, scarred and mutilated your body, I have always found you beautiful, for it is the soul beneath I seek.

Susan Barker, The Incarnations

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But no one laughed. No one would. The universe, I'd learned, was never, ever kidding. It would take whatever it wanted and it would never give it back.

Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail

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But it went beyond simple belonging. The reason 'belonging' was so potent, so attractive, so much a part of the human yearning, was that it also meant safety, and loyalty. If you were 'one of us' you were protected.

Louise Penny, The Brutal Telling

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It never occurred to me that you could love someone the same way after he was gone, that I would continue to feel such love and gratitude alongside the terrible sorrow, the grief so heavy that at times I shiver and moan under the weight of it.

Lucy Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air

#when breath becomes air

I have been feeling very clearheaded lately and what I want to write about today is the sea. It contains so many colors. Silver at dawn, green at noon, dark blue in the evening. Sometimes it looks almost red. Or it will turn the color of old coins. Right now the shadows of clouds are dragging across it, and patches of sunlight are touching down everywhere. White strings of gulls drag over it like beads. It is my favorite thing, I think, that I have ever seen. Sometimes I catch myself staring at it and forget my duties. It seems big enough to contain everything anyone could ever feel.

Werner, All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr

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I thought of everything I was about to leave behind, and I realized that leaving wouldn't be like I had imagined, like casting off a weight. Their memory was something tangible and heavy, and I would carry it with me.

Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

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He knew why he wanted her. Because she was beautiful. And before that, because she was kind. And before that, because she was smart and funny. Because he could imagine taking a long trip with her without ever getting bored. Because whenever he saw something new and interesting, or new and ridiculous, he always wondered what she'd have to say about it--how many stars she'd give it and why.

Rainbow Rowell, Attachments

#before #new #knew #kind

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