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It seemed awful that the only things she knew about him were those that made him miserable.
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The effort of trying to turn grief into regret, to live entirely on past nourishment, even to keep the sharper parts of nostalgia credible (he found himself beginning to doubt and struggle with the intricacies of the smaller memories), and, most of all, the fearful absence of anything that could begin to take their place, had worn him down.
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I have lived my life in the slipstream of experience.
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For a single girl in London, luck isn't always a glass slipper that fits. Sometimes luck is a splash of mud from a passing bus.
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Sit down and tell me everything, child. Hurt feelings and hopeless despair are no match for tea and biscuits.
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Does breakfast in bed count as a morning workout?
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You can't run from feelings, Charity. You have to face them. Otherwise your future will look just like your past.
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It's not a luxury if you can't do without it!
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Love is neither a conditional business nor an ever-fixed mark arrangement. People always know somewhere inside them if they are not loved. No gestures, talk, conciliation, pronouncements can prevail over that deep instinctual knowledge.
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Why can't they invent a pill that will keep you from remembering someone you don't want to remember?
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In a way, an autobiography seems to me like a household book of accounts – what has been acquired, to what purpose has it been put, was too much paid for it and did it teach you anything? How much has been learned by experience? Have I discovered where I am useful and useless, how I am nourished and starved?
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When you fall asleep after a big lunch you're really just saving up energy to work off all the calories later on.