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"In her final years she would still recall the trip that, with the perverse lucidity of nostalgia, became more and more recent in her memory."

"Six books, my mother didn't want books falling into my hands. It never occurred to her that I fell into the books that I put myself inside them for safe keeping."

"For many years, I have been moved by the blue at the far edge of what can be seen, that color of horizons, of remote mountain ranges, of anything far away. The color of that distance is the color of an emotion, the color of solitude and of desire, the color of there seen from here, the color of where you are not. And the color of where you can never go. For the blue is not in the place those miles away at the horizon, but in the atmospheric distance between you and the mountains."Longing, says the poet Robert Hass, "because desire is full of endless distances. Blue is the color of longing for the distances you never arrive in, for the blue world."

"Aching familiar in a way that made me wish I was still eight. Eight was before death or divorce or heartbreak. Eight was just eight. Hot dogs and peanut butter, mosquito bites and splinters, bikes and boogie boards. Tangled hair, sunburned shoulders, Judy Blume, in bed by nine thirty."

"Sometimes I think it is because we remember when we could smoke in pubs, and that we pull our phones out together as once we pulled out our cigarette packets. But probably it's because we are easily bored."
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"I recall that day on the beach - the sand so brilliant, the clouds so massive, and the wind punishing your hair..."

"Everything is gone except traces of you inside me - and the years like the wind are sweeping those away ..."

"I always thought youth were idealists - now, I'm not so sure - I'm more idealistic now then at 17..."

"You want things to remain the same, which they never can, and so you're wounded by your own feelings & resentful others don't seem to care..."

"If you always move in certainty, your writing will be flat - creativity is a rugged terrain..."

"Last night, lost in spaces between star-bays and lakes of clouds, I tossed and turned looking for you."
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