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I spent so much time telling myself that this wasn't home that I started to believe it," she said carefully. "Belonging has always been tough for me." I can be your home," he said quietly. "Belong to me.
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She looked like autumn, when leaves turned and fruit ripened.
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Her life was monotonous, but it kept her out of trouble. . . . This, her father would say, was called being an adult.
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The word lethologica describes the state of not being able to remember the word you want.
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Because he knew the best way to get what he wanted was to break down what made us strongest. And our friendships were what made us strong.
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To think, after all this time, after all the searching and all the waiting, after all the regret and the time she'd spent away, she came back to find that happiness was right where she's left it. On a football field in Mullaby, North Carolina. Waiting for her.
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There was a certain power beautiful mothers held over their less beautiful daughters.
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I've never seen you hide from anyone before. He must do something crazy to you.
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How could someone with a life this full feel this empty?
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How can we know the true meaning of charity if we don't even know how to help those closest to us?
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Living down your own past was hard enough. You shouldn't have to live down someone else's.
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Your peers when you're a teenager will always be the keepers of your embarrassment and regret. It was one of life's great injustices, that you can move on and be accomplished and happy, but the moment you see someone from high school you immediately become the person you were then, not the person you are now.
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I just don't know where home is. There's this promise of happiness out there. I know it. I even feel it sometimes. But it's like chasing the moon - just when I think I have it, it disappears into the horizon. I grieve and try to move on, but then the damn thing comes back the next night, giving me hope of catching it all over again.
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Those silly girls had no idea what they were really celebrating. They had no idea what it took to bring Agatha and her friends together seventy-five years ago. The Women's Society Club had been about supporting one another, about banding together to protect one another because no one else would. But it had turned into an ugly beast, a means by which rich ladies would congratulate themselves by giving money to the poor. And Agatha had let it happen. All her life, it seemed, she was making up for things she let happen.
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I think of the future all the time. All my life I've chased dreams of what could be. For the first time in my life, I've actually caught one. I'll give you one day at a time, Claire. But remember, I'm thousands of days ahead already.
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Some people don't know how to fall in love, like not knowing how to swim. They panic first when they jump in. Then they figure it out.
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My writing process is very organic. I start with an idea. I have the general story arc and the cast. But then I sit down to write, and things change.
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She'd assumed she'd be married and have kids by this age, that she would be grooming her own daughter for this, as her friends were doing. She wanted it so much she would dream about it sometimes, and then she would wake up with the skin at her wrists and neck red from the scratchy lace of the wedding gown she'd dreamed of wearing. But she'd never felt anything for the men she'd dated, nothing beyond her own desperation. And her desire to marry wasn't strong enough, would never be strong enough, to allow her to marry a man she didn't love.
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I should let people in. If they leave, they leave. If I break, I break. It happens to everyone. Right?
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He had a smug smile on his lips like he knew, even in his sleep, that women all around him were dying from love because he'd taken their hearts and hidden them where they'd never find them.
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Stability was overrated. Crises and adventures, on the other hand, could actually teach you something.
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If anyone had been paying attention to the signs, they would have realized that air turns white when things are about to change, that paper cuts mean there's more to what's written on the page than meets the eye, and that birds are always out to protect you from things you don't see.
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Snow flurries began to fall and they swirled around people's legs like house cats. It was magical, this snow globe world.
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Being left makes you doubt your ability to keep people, even friends.