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"He knew I betrayed him and yet he was rescuing me once again, maybe for the last time."
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"It would be an existence rife with difficulties... but of a pleasurable kind, difficulties they could take pride in, possess, value, as one would a family heirloom."
Life
"I loved him in that moment, loved him more than I'd ever loved anyone, and I wanted to to tell them all that I was the snake in the grass, the monster in the lake. I wasn't worthy of this sacrifice; I was a liar, a cheat, a thief. And I would have told, except that a part of me was glad. Glad that this would all be over with soon. Baba would dismiss them, there would be some pain, but life would move on. I wanted that, to move on, to forget, to start with a clean slate. I wanted to be able to breathe again."
Self
"Children aren't coloring books. You don't get to fill them with your favorite colors."
Family
"He used to wonder how such a frail little body could house so much joy, so much goodness. It couldn't. It spilled out of her, came pouring out her eyes."
Emotion
"A creative writing teacher at San Jose State used to say about clichés: 'Avoid them like the plague.' Then he'd laugh at his own joke. The class laughed along with him, but I always thought clichés got a bum rap. Because, often, they're dead-on. But the aptness of the clichéd saying is overshadowed by the nature of the saying as a cliché."
Art
"She remembered all too well how time had dragged without him, how she had shuffled about feeling waylaid, out of balance. How she could ever cope with his permanent absence?"
Reflection
"They rarely look at Baba -- the teenagers -- and then only with cold indifference, or even subtle disdain, as if my father should have known better than to allow old age and decay to happen to him."
Life
"Mariam saw now the sacrifices a mother made. Decency was but one."
Family
"That same night, I wrote my first short story. It took me thirty minutes. It was a dark little tale about a man who found a magic cup and learned that if he wept into the cup, his tears turned into pearls. But even though he had always been poor, he was a happy man and rarely shed a tear. So he found ways to make himself sad so that his tears could make him rich. As the pearls piled up, so did his greed grow. The story ended with the man sitting on a mountain of pearls, knife in hand, weeping helplessly into the cup with his beloved wife's slain body in his arms."
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"I'm all you have in this world Mariam, and when I'm gone you'll have nothing. You ARE nothing!"
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"The reason God never fails is because he fears to fail."
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"There are two reasons why we don't trust people, First, we don't know them. Second, we know them."
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"Trust your imagination, dreams, and hopes. Just never forget to take actions to justify your trust."
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Personal Development
"Never be silent with persons you love and distrust," Mr. Carpenter had said once. "Silence betrays."
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"It is always a difficult issue for each of us to trust one another yet we expect to be trusted by others."
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"Trust yourself and try not to get lured off course by conflicting opinions that don't seem to sit right with you."
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"Only God is our reliable help and protection."
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"I've yet to find another soul who believes in me with the same fervency as my mother."
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"I know you'll do what's best for Annabeth.""How can you be sure?""Because she'd do the same for you."
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"A banker is a fellow who lends you his umbrella when the sun is shining, but wants it back the minute it begins to rain."
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