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- What idiocy, to racing into this story and its labyrinths, sprinting away from our happiness among the fresh spring grasses by the oak. Among
- I watched our friends' wary, intelligent faces droop at our tale. Their shock was a mere shadow of our own, resembling more the goodwilled imitation… Abyss
- Twenty years ago I might have hired a professional listener, but somewhere along the way I had lost faith in the talking cure. A genteel… Ago
- The world should take note: not everything is getting worse. Getting Worse
- From this new and intimate perspective, she learned a simple, obvious thing she had always known, and everyone knew; that a person is, among all… All
- I've never had a moment's doubt. I love you. I believe in you completely. You are my dearest one. My reason for life. Cee Believe
- Let his name be cleared and everyone else adjust their thinking. He had put in time, now they must do the work. His business was… Adjust
- And she did not miss his presence so much as his voice on the phone. Even being lied to constantly, though hardly like love, was… Attention
- He had never before felt so self-consciously young, nor experienced such appetite, such impatience for the story to begin. Appetite
- Find you, love you, marry you, and live without shame. Find
- You can tell a lot from a person's nails. When a life starts to unravel, they're among the first to go. Among
- In Leon's account of his life, no-one was mean-spirited, no-one schemed or lied or betrayed; everyone was celebrated at least in some degree... Leon turned… Account
- It is shaming sometimes how the body will not, or cannot, lie about emotions. Who, for decorum’s sake, has ever slowed his heart, or muted… Blush
- But it was too interesting, too new, too flattering, too deeply comforting to resist, it was a liberation to be in love and say so,… Comforting
- But how to do feelings? All very well to write "She felt sad", or describe what a sad person might do, but what of sadness… Across
- Without a revolution of the inner life, however slow, all our big designs are worthless. The work we have to do is with ourselves if… All
- She sleepwalked from moment to moment, and whole months slipped by without memory, without bearing the faintest imprint of her conscious will. Bearing
- We knew so little about eachother. We lay mostly submerged, like ice floes with our visible social selves projecting only cool and white. Here was… Cool
- When he thought of her, it rather amazed him, that he had let that girl with her violin go. Now, of course, he saw that… Ahead
- The luxury of being half-asleep, exploring the fringes of psychosis in safety. Asleep
- It troubles him to consider the powerful currents and fine-tuning that alter fate, the close and distant influences, the accidents of character and circumstance. Accidents
- one could drown in irrelevance. Drown
- The evasions of her little novel were exactly those of her life. Everything she did not wish to confront was also missing from her novella--and… Confront
- But to do its noticing and judging, poetry balances itself on the pinprick of the moment. Slowing down, stopping yourself completely, to read and understand… Acquire
- When there are no consequences, being wrong is simply a diversion. Consequence
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