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"Perhaps she was just looking for love in the wrong places. In all the safe places. What if love was not safe at all?"
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"I'm not sure. But there's something about the darkness, the stillness of this hour, I think, that creates a language of its own. There's a strange kind of freedom in the dark; a terrifying vulnerability we allow ourselves at exactly the wrong moment, tricked by the darkness into thinking it will keep our secrets. We forget that the blackness is not a blanket; we forget that the sun will soon rise. But in the moment, at least, we feel brave enough to say things we'd never say in the light."
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"Did everyone make the most ghastly blunders at regularly intervals through their life and live to regret them ever afterward? Was everyone's life filled with confusing and contradictory mix of guilt and innocence, hatred and love, concern and unconcern, and any number of other pairings of polar opposites? Or were most people one thing or the other - good or bad, cheerful or crotchety, generous or miserly, and so on."
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"There had to be a reason why they were not going to marry. They had both been so adamant about it.What the devil was the reason?"
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"Why is it,' she asked, snuggling closer, 'that I so often imagine myself running away and running free?"
"Suddenly, and for the first time, he was at the center of his own life, living it and loving it."
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