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"The answers you get from literature depend on the questions you pose."
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"We have a world that is searching for answers, that is searching for a way back to spirituality."
"I want to 'think' that I have all the answers. But if I 'think', I soon realize that what I thought to be answers were guesses. And if I 'think' yet again, I begin to realize that since God has all the answers He never hands me a guess."
"All you have to do is know where you're going. The answers will come to you of their own accord."
"We owe it to the flood victims of New Orleans to give them truthful answers as to why this event took place and to assure our citizens that tragedies like this will never happen again."
"We hear only those questions for which we are in a position to find answers."
"The boldness of asking deep questions may require unforeseen flexibility if we are to accept the answers."
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"With shrunken fingerswe ate our oranges and bread,shivering in the parked car;though we know we had neverbeen there before,we knew we had been there before."
"We shouldn't have been so scornful; we should have had compassion. But compassion takes work, and we were young."
"A bachelor, a studio, those were the names for that kind of apartment. Separate entrance it would say in the ads, and that meant you could have sex, unobserved."
"Love blurs your vision; but after it recedes, you can see more clearly than ever. It's like the tide going out, revealing whatever's been thrown away and sunk: broken bottles, old gloves, rusting pop cans, nibbled fishbodies, bones. This is the kind of thing you see if you sit in the darkness with open eyes, not knowing the future. The ruin you've made."
"From under the ground, from under the waters,they clutch at us, they clutch at us,we won't let go."
"I planned my death carefully, unlike my life, which meandered along from one thing to another, despite my feeble attempts to control it."
"I need to remember what they look like. I try to hold them still behind my eyes, their faces, like pictures in an album. But they won't stay still for me, they move, there's a smile and it's gone, their features curl and bend as if the paper's burning, blackness eats them. A glimpse, a pale shimmer on the air; a glow, aurora, dance of electrons, then a face again, faces. But they fade, though I stretch out my arms towards them, they slip away from me, ghosts at daybreak. Back to wherever they are. Stay with me, I want to say. But they won't."
"It can't last forever. Others have thought such things, in bad times before this, and they were always right, they did get out one way or another, and it didn't last forever. Although for them it may have lasted all the forever they had."
"But in life, a tragedy is not one long scream. It includes everything that led up to it. Hour after trivial hour, day after day, year after year, and then the sudden moment: the knife stab, the shell burst, the plummet of the car from a bridge."
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