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"The grief that does not speak whispers the o'erfraught heart and bids it break."
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"Sometimes, somehow...I feel that ocean contains tears of mother earth,that mourns over terrible great sin done by men."
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"For a moment the dark and fearsomely sad thoughts which inhabit her mind grow even sadder and darker, Lisey thinks they will either kill her or drive her insane."
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"More than anything, I felt the unfairness of it, the inarguable injustice of loving someonewho might have loved you back but can't due to deadness, and then I leaned forward, my forehead against the back of Takumi's headrest, and Icried, whimpering, and I didn't even feel sadness so much as pain."
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"You attend the funeral, you bid the dead farewell. You grieve. Then you continue with your life. And at times the fact of her absence will hit you like a blow to the chest, and you will weep. But this will happen less and less as time goes on. She is dead. You are alive. So live."
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"I needed, I decided, to really know her, because I needed more to remember. Before I could begin the shameful process of forgetting the how and the why of her living and dying, I needed to learn it: How. Why. When. Where. What."
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"To toil, to think, to long, to grieve,-Is such my future fate?The morn was dreary, must the eveBe also desolate?"
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"Deep grief sometimes is almost like a specific location, a coordinate on a map of time. When you are standing in that forest of sorrow, you cannot imagine that you could ever find your way to a better place. But if someone can assure you that they themselves have stood in that same place, and now have moved on, sometimes this will bring hope."
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"Weeping Widows"There is a river that cuts ThroughThe heart of EveAnd flows throughParadise's back window.It streams into A bottomless wellThat rolls down to hellWith the tears of theWeeping widows.The women stand along the well,And cryWhile singing gray lullabiesAs orphaned childrenLight up candles to put on palm leavesTo push into the streamWith petals of jasmine And pieces of tangerine,Then sit back and wait for their fatherTo show up over the horizon Where his heart still beatsIn their dreams."
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"Give sorrow words, the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break."
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"What you lose in blindness is the space around you, the place where you are, and without that you might not exist. You could be nowhere at all."
Society
"The truth needs so little rehearsal."
Truth
"It's surprising how much memory is built around things unnoticed at the time."
Time
"What keeps you going isn't some fine destination but just the road you're on, and the fact that you know how to drive."
Fact
"Don't try to make life a mathematics problem with yourself in the center and everything coming out equal. When you're good, bad things can still happen. And if you're bad, you can still be lucky."
Philosophy
"To live is to change, to die one hundred deaths."
Philosophy
"A single-file army of ants biting a mammoth tree into uniform grains and hauling it down to the dark for their ravenous queen. and, in reply, a choir of seedlings arching their necks out of rotted tree stumps, sucking life out of death. this forest eats itself and lives forever."
Environment
"People love to read about sins and errors, but not their own."
Behavior
"I never learn anything from listening to myself."
Self
"This will be Great Mam's last spring. Her last June apples. Her last fresh roasting ears from the garden."
Reflection
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