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"There was nothing like a Saturday - unless it was the Saturday leading up to the last week of school and into summer vacation. That of course was all the Saturdays of your life rolled into one big shiny ball."
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"Memory is a few lines snipped from a larger story that we are privileged to tuck away between the pages of our minds."

"Only later, much later, too late, did I understand how small she (Mrs Winterson) was to herself. The baby nobody picked up. The uncarried child still inside her."

"Scent is the strongest tie to memory."

"The pleasure of remembering had been taken from me, because there was no longer anyone to remember with. It felt like losing your co-rememberer meant losing the memory itself, as if the things we'd done were less real and important than they had been hours before."
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"Niall: We're tossed by the winds of fate. Once we end where they blow us, we make of ourselves that we will."

"Do you see that out there? The strange, unfamiliar light? It's called the sun. Let's go get us a little."

"I find I use the Internet more and more. It's just an invaluable tool. I do most of my research on the Net now - and certainly do the bulk of my communicating through email."

"Aren't most romance heros, or heros in fiction of any kind, generally superior to real men? Same goes for heroines and real women."

"Shannon: Only the living suffered. Only they were riddled with guilt and regret and unanswered questions."

"New York had saved him, in a very real way. It had pushed and prodded him with its impatient and sharp fingers, reminding him on a daily basis during that jittery first year that it didn't really give a goddamn whether he sank or swam. He liked its selfishness and its generosity and its propensity for flipping the bird to the rest of the world."

"Family's the luck of the draw, Lena. What you make of yourself, because of or despite it, that's where the spine and heart come in."

"She walked with a ghost of herself, one full of potential and possibility. One who was fearless. Where had that girl gone?"
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