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For me, there's nothing better than getting immersed in a sprawling, epic, multi-generational family saga, and 'One Hundred Years of Solitude' by Gabriel Garcia Marquez is the most sprawling, epic, and multi-generational of them all.

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And then he smiles, and in all the places around the globe where it's night, day breaks.

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Or maybe a person is just made up of a lot of peopleMaybe we’re accumulating these new selves all the time. Hauling them in as we make choices, good and bad, as we screw up, step up, lose our minds, find our minds, fall apart, fall in love, as we grieve, grow, retreat from the world, dive into the world,…

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“How can people die when you’re in a fight with them? When you’re smack in the middle of hating them? When absolutely nothing between…

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I wonder why bereaved people even bother with mourning clothes when the grief itself provides such an unmistakable wardrobe.

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... if you're someone who knows the worst thing can happen at any time, aren't you also someone who knows the best thing can…

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“I want my sister. I want to hurl a building at God. I take a breath and exhale with enough force to blow the…

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Grief is forever. It doesn't go away; it becomes part of you, step for step, breath for breath.

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“Una y otra vez, día tras día, me esforcé por ser vista. Solo quería que me prestara atención, no que me dejara tirada en el museo con si yo no existiera y se fuera a casa sin mí. No que cancelara un concurso porque estaba convencida de mi fracaso antes siquiera de mirar mis dibujos. No que hurgara en mi…

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grief is a house where the chairs have forgotten how to hold us the mirrors how to reflect us the walls how to contain us grief is a house that disappears each time someone knocks at the door or rings the bell a house that blows into the air at the slightest gust that buries itself deep in the ground…

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“I think if we don't stop kissing, the world is going to explode.”

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He murmers into my hair, "Forget what I said earlier, let's stick with this, I might not survive anything more." I laugh. Then he jumps up, finds my wrists, and pins them over my head. "Yeah, right. Totally joking, I want to do everything with you, whenever you're ready, I'm the one, promise?" He's above me, batting and grinning like…

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