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But God!Who could live like this , anyway, with the kind of guesswork that was enough to make a person crazy, just sailing along, taking bumps here and there, no course navigated whatsoever, with any big wave capable of just tipping and sinking you entirely. IT was madness, stipidity, and- (then I saw him)
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…You don’t want the best of times to be just one thing, forever. You have to have a lot of bests of times, each one topping the last. You know?
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It was great. Freedom even the imagined kind always is.
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Clearly, sharing something could take you a long way, or at least to a different place than you'd planned. Like a friendship or a family, or even jsut alone on a curb on a Saturday, trying to get your bearings as best you can.
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Sometimes. It was a good escape. Until, you know, it wasn‟t.
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I am coming to terms with the fact that loving someone requires a leap of faith, and that a soft landing is never guaranteed.
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Very quietly, I heard a voice in my ear.It said, in a weird, cheesy, right-out-of-one-of-my-mother's-novels way, "Ah. Wemeet again." I turned my head, just slightly, and right there, practically on top of me, was theguy from the car dealership. He was wearing a red Mountain Fresh Detergent T-shirt - not just fresh: mountain fresh! - it proclaimed, and was smiling at me. "Oh,God," I said. "No, it's Dexter.
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It hadn't even occured to me that somebody would believe mine.
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But those words were only the middle of the story. There was a beginning here, too.
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I think I'm too lazy a writer to do something like historical fiction. You have to do so much research. I just write what I know.
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I'd been running for years: there was nothing scarier, to me, than to just be still with someone. And yet, there on that dark road, going home, I was.
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The bottom line is, what defines you isn't how many times you crash, but the number of times you get back on the bike. As long as it's one more. you're all good.
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Each time, I think I'm never going to write another book. It never gets easier.
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My point is, there are a lot of people in the world. No one ever sees everything the same way you do; it just doesn't happen. So when you find one person who gets a couple of things, especially if they're important ones... you might as well hold on to them. You know?
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It's still a memory worth having, even if it's not exactly what you imagined.
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I remembered Owen telling me how music had saved him in Phoenix, that it drowned everything out, and it was the same for me now. As long as I had something to listen to, I could blur the things I didn't want to think about, if not block them out completely.
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With my mom, when someone was gone, they were gone. She didn't waste another minute thinking about them, and neither should you.
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Being a star requires risk-taking shoes.
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If you could just be nice, then you wouldn't have to worry about arguments at all. but being nice wasn't as easy as it seemed, especially when the rest of the world could be so mean.
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but you could also look at it the other way. Like you’re saying no matter how bad things are for you, I can still relate.
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The end of a wedding reception is always so depressing. And only the bride and groom are spared, jetting off into the sunset while the rest of us wake up the next morning to just another day.
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Life isn't fair," Owen told her. "Get used to it.
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But when you're alone in the world, really alone, you have no choice but to be open to suggestions.
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It was such a weird thing how a breakup stretched much wider than you expected. You didn't just lose a person, but their entire world as well.
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