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"I used to think that's what love was: knowing someone so well he was like a part of you."
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"When you love someone, you can just live without it. You desire to connect and communicate."
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"Research by the Income Center for Tradeshows found that people are twice as likely to remember you if you shake hands. According to the American Management Association, it takes only one-fortieth of a second to create a human bond. Whether you shake someone's hand, squeeze their arm, or touch their shoulder, make these moments count to be remembered favorably."
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"You must be able to communicate properly with the people you want to minister to."
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"Paths cross all the time in this world of our, sometimes in the strangest places."
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"There are souls that can't encounter to each other."
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"Everything becomes yours when you touch it with your love. You are connected to everything with your feelings."
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"Love in your mind can be felt by some, love in your heart can be felt by many, but love in your soul can be felt by all."
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"A bland smile is like a green light at an intersection, it feels good when you get one, but you forget it the moment you're past it."
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"Temporary friends sometimes bring us to permanent blessings."
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"There is no communication with God without communication with God's people."
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"Maybe Lindsay and I are best friends and we hate each other, both. Maybe I'm only one math class away from being a slut like Anna Cartullo. Maybe I am like her, deep down. Maybe we all are: just one lunch period away from eating alone in the bathroom. I wonder if it's ever really possible to know the truth about someone else, or if the best we can do is just stumble into each other, heads down, hoping to avoid collision."
Friendship
"That's a funny thing: you think, when awful things happen, everything else just stops, like you would forget to pee and eat and get thirsty, but it's not really true. It's like you and your body are two separate things, like your body is betraying you, chugging on, idiotic and animal, craving water and sandwiches and bathroom breaks while your world falls apart."
Survival
"Sometimes I feel like if you just watch things, just sit still and let the world exist in front of you - sometimes I swear that just for a second time freezes and the world pauses in its tilt. Just for a second. And if you somehow found a way to live in that second, then you would live forever."
Time
"It's the rule of the wilds. You must be bigger, and stronger, and tougher. A coldness radiates through me, a solid wall that is growing, piece by piece, in my chest. He doesn't love me.He never loved me.It was all a lie."The old Lena is dead." I say, and then push past him. Each step is more difficult than the last; the heaviness fills me and turns my limbs to stone.You must hurt or be hurt."
Strength
"It was so strange, the way that life moved forward: the twists and the dead ends, the sudden opportunities. She supposed if you could predict or foresee everything that was going to happen, you'd lose the motivation to go through it all. The promise was always in the possibility."
Opportunity
"Things change after you die, though, I guess because dying is the loneliest thing you can do."
Death
"That was the problem with the outside world, the human world. The whole thing was made up puzzles, of a language she didn't quite speak."
Perception
"I guess that's just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up."
Sacrifice
"I don't understand how everything changes, how the layers of your life get buried. Impossible. At some point, at some time, we must all explode."
Change
"It struck her how sad it was that all of them had grown up on top of one another like small animals in a too-small cage, and now would simply scatter. And that would be the end of that. Everything that had happened would be sucked away into memory and vapour, as though it hadn't even happened at all."
Memory
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