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Margaret Atwood

"Fatigue is here, in my body, in my legs and eyes. That is what gets you in the end. Faith is only a word, embroidered."

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"Fatigue is here, in my body, in my legs and eyes. That is what gets you in the end. Faith is only a word, embroidered."

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"Be willing to pass through a short term pain so that you can come out with a long term gain. Don't fear the horrible waves of the waters, just dare to cross and you get there!"

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"A river continues to flow despite losing a few drops at each turn."

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"One mile farther and I come to a second grave beside the road, nameless like the other, marked only with the dull blue-black stones of the badlands. I do not pause this time. The more often you stop the more difficult it is to continue. Stop too long and they cover you with rocks."

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"Sometimes all we need to be able to continue aloneare the deadrattling the wallsthat close us in."

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"I walked without breaks, slept through nights without waking, inhumanly smooth " a small machine."

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"Deeds of endurance, which seem ordinary in philosophy, are rare in conduct."

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"If you worked out enough, maybe the man would too. Maybe you would be able to work it out together, as if the two of you were a puzzle that could be solved; otherwise, one of you, most likely the man, taking his addictive body with him and leaving you with bad withdrawal, which you could counteract by exercise. If you didn't work it out it was because one of you had the wrong attitude."
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"This is what I miss, Cordelia: not something that's gone, but something that will never happen. Two old women giggling over their tea."
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