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"I stepped from the air-conditioned compartment onto the station platform, and the motherly breath of the suburbs enfolded me. It smelt of lawn sprinklers and station wagons and tennis rackets and dogs and babies."
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"Philanthropy is. . . greatly overrated. A pain in the gut is not sympathy for the underprivileged, but the result of eating a green apple; the philanthropist gives to ease his own pain."
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"Nostalgia often leads to idle speculation."
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"The blue-backed notebooks, the two pencils and the pencil sharpener (a pocket knife was too wasteful) the marble-topped tables, the smell of early morning, sweeping out and mopping, and luck were all you needed. For luck you carried a horse chestnut and a rabbit's foot in your right pocket. The fur had been worn off the rabbit's foot long ago and the bones and the sinews were polished by wear. The claws scratched in the lining of your pocket and you knew your luck was still there."
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"Curious how a place unvisited can take such hold on the mind so that the very name sets up a ringing."
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"I'm not the sort to wallow in nostalgia about the good old days."
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"Fifty yards ahead of us, a doe had come out of the woods. She stepped delicately over one rusty GS&WM track and onto the railbed, where the weeds and goldenrod were so high they brushed against her sides. She paused there, looking at us calmly, ears cocked forward. What I remember about that moment was the silence. No bird sang, no plane went droning overhead. If my mother had been with us, she'd have had her camera and would have been taking pictures like mad. Thinking of that made me miss her in a way I hadn't in years."
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"We paw at nostalgia even before we hit twenty, wanting a holiday that never happened, a wholesomeness that could not survive in the wild."
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"A Tennyson garden, heavy with scent, languid; the return of the word swoon."
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"I live in Ireland every day in a drizzly dream of a Dublin walk..."
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"I was adored once too."
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"But life is long. And it is the long run that balances the short flare of interest and passion."
Time
"Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell. I do it so it feels real. I guess you could say I've a call."
Humor
"Apparently, the most difficult feat for a Cambridge male is to accept a woman not merely as feeling, not merely as thinking, but as managing a complex, vital interweaving of both."
Relationship
"Widow. The word consumes itself."
Relationship
"And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt."
Creativity
"There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them."
Health
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again."
Hope
"I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am."
Life
"The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it."
Creativity
"Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing."
Writing
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