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Oliver’s comparison of people to ants highlights how a few give orders while most get squashed. She notes that trying to help can backfire and that everything ends, so people move on without looking back. She also mentions a night when the world feels owned by friends and herself.

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“Like there is no continuit in people at all”

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Requiem has been controversial because people dont feel I gave it closure.

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“Everythings end, people change and you don't look back. It's how gotta be.”

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You should only fall in love with people who will fall in love with you back.

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It is a beautiful world for the people who get to play the fist.

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That's when you really lose people, you know.When the pain passes.

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people do terrible things, sometimes, for the best reasons.

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'Requiem' has been controversial because people don't feel I gave it closure.

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people themselves are full of tunnels: winding, dark spaces and caverns; impossible to know all the places inside of them. Impossible even…

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This is the strange way of the world, that people who simply want to love are instead forced to become warriors.

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It strikes me how strange people are. You can see them every day - you can think you know them - and…

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People are like ants: Just a few of them give all the orders. And most of them spend their lives getting squashed.

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I wonder if this is how people always get close: They heal each other's wounds; they repair the broken skin.

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The reason you can never go home again isn't necessarily that places change, but people do. So nothing ever looks the same.

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Droplets, droplets: we are all identical drips and drops of people, hovering, waiting to be tipped, waiting for someone to show us…

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For a second I feel a rush of sadness: for the horizons that vanish behind us, for the people we leave behind,…

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I'm overwhelmed with sadness for everything that was lost, and filled with anger toward the people who took it away. My people-or…

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Two weeks until your cure" she says finally. "Sixteen days" I say, but in my head I'm counting: Seven days. Seven days…

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As Steve draws me closer to the band, all I can see is a frenzied mass of seething, writhing people, like a…

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No guy in his right mind would ever choose me when there are people like Hana in the world: It would be…

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“It was unfair that people could pretend to be one thing when they were really something else. That they would get you…

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There are times I wish I was more conventional. I would get a husband and a baby and a big SUV in…

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There's still always the possibility that I've gone totally, clinically cuckoo. But somehow I don't think so anymore. An article I once…

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There is nothing else for people to do. They do not think. They feel no passion, no hatred, no sadness; they feel…

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Sometimes I feel as though there are two me's, one coasting directly on top of the other: the superficial me, who nods…

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Droplets, droplets: We are all identical drips and drops of people, hovering, waiting to be tipped, waiting for someone to show us…

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You can build walls all the way to the sky and I will find a way to fly above them. You can…

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Sometimes I think maybe they were right all along, the people on the other side in Zombieland. Maybe it would be better…

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“It’s weird how much people change... It’s kind of sad, if you think about it. Like there’s no continuity in people at…

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it's weird how much people change. for example, when i was a kid i loved all of these things..and over time all…

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They haven't killed us yet," I say, and I imagine that one day I will fly a plane over Portland, over Rochester,…

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We stand there for a moment, looking at each other, and in that instant I feel our connection so strongly it's as…

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“For a moment I am jealous: He has grown up here, fearless, happy. Perhaps he will never even know about the world…

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Everything ends, people move on, they don't look back. It's how they should be.

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This is what happens when you try to help people. You get screwed.

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There is so much fragility in kissing, in other people: It is all glass.

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It's Connecticut: being like the people around you is the whole point.

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You have to learn that people are always listening.

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We should be protected from the people who will leave us in the end, from all the people who will disappear or…

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It strikes me how strange people are. You can see them every day, you can think you know them and then you…

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This is what happens when you try to help people. You get screwed.

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People are like ants: Just a few of them give all the orders. And most of them spend their lives getting squashed.

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“You can't judge a book by its steel-toed combat boots.”