All in all, it was a never-to-be-forgotten summer — one of those summers which come seldom into any life, but leave a rich heritage of beautiful memories in their going — one of those summers which, in a fortunate combination of delightful weather, delightful friends and delightful doing, come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world.
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My heart sank into my shoes as I realized at last how much I wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that I would ever let him know, but only that he moved me chemically more than anyone I had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him.
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On your worst days you look in the mirror and call yourself pretty. Call yourself trying, call yourself surviving, call yourself learning how to get through a day, a week, a month or a year. Call yourself still learning.
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Arent we all in-betweeners? We live in the moment in between one point to the next. Never are we exactly where we want to be, because it constantly changes, and we are constantly moving and growing older, and dying and regenerating all at once.
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I‘ve been making a list of the things they don‘t teach you at school. They don‘t teach you how to love somebody. They don‘t teach you how to be famous. They don‘t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don‘t teach you how to walk away from someone you don‘t love any longer. They don‘t teach you how to know what‘s going on in someone else‘s mind. They don‘t teach you what to say to someone who‘s dying. They don‘t teach you anything worth knowing.
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Sometimes I can’t see what’s right in front of me, because it’s behind me. I want to own something that really reflects me as a person. We always see our worst selves. Our most vulnerable selves. We need someone else to get close enough to tell us we’re wrong. Someone we trust. Something like a mirror.
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We are Anonymous. We are Legion. We do not forgive. We do not forget. Expect us.
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Is anything truly impossible? Or is it that the path to our goals appears too unclear to follow? It seems to me that if you seek hard enough, believe hard enough, you usually stumble across a scattering of breadcrumbs that marks the trail leading to the goal you once considered beyond your reach.
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…the secret of the Great Stories is that they have no secrets. The Great Stories are the ones you have heard and want to hear again. The ones you can enter anywhere and inhabit comfortably. They don’t deceive you with thrills and trick endings. They don’t surprise you with the unforeseen. They are as familiar as the house you live in. Or the smell of your lover’s skin. You know how they end, yet you listen as though you don’t. In the way that although you know that one day you will die, you live as though you won’t. In the Great Stories you know who lives, who dies, who finds love, who doesn’t. And yet you want to know again.
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