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"Mother often said that she could never be bothered to understand why Alice did the things she did, and now, more than ever, Alice thought never being bothered was a very lazy way to love someone."
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"The arrangements that couples make in order to maintain civility in the midst of their journey to divorce are often most elaborate when the professed top priority is to protect a child."
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"All happy families resemble one another, each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way."
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"A wise woman protects her kids. A wiser woman hangs out with police officers, retired FBI agents and private investigators."
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"Family gathersto share good noise and good food.Gratitude abounds."
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"My mother is my doctorCaring for me when am illI will love her forever tillWe are gone to our creator!"
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"I squinted at her. "You're an adult. "You're an adult too. "But you're an older adult. You've had more practice. Mom leaned back and laughed."
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"Her metaphors for her children included barnacles encrusting a ship and limpets clinging to a rock."
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"Mothers are supposed to listen and, afterward, to respond with some wisdom and perspective, but these things were not my mother's strong suit."
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"If I would be made come to earth again, I would ask for the same mother again. If made to return 100 times to earth, I would request to be born through the same mother 100 times!"
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"A child too, can never grasp the fact that the same mother who cooks so well, is so concerned about his cough, and helps so kindly with his homework, in some circumstance has no more feeling than a wall of his hidden inner world."
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"I count everything. Even numbers, odd numbers, multiples of 10. I count the ticks of the clock i count the tocks of the clock I count the lines between the lines on a sheet of paper. I count the broken beats of my heart I count my pulse and my blinks and the number of tries it takes to inhale enough oxygen for my lungs. I stay like this I stand like this I count like this until the feeling stops. Until the tears stop spilling, until my fists stop shaking, until my heart stops aching. There are never enough numbers."
Mental Health
"Lift your hips for me, love."
Affection
"His smile is laced with dynamite."
Smile
"He's wrong he's so he's so wrong he's more wrong than an upside-down rainbow."
Wrong
"My mind is a warehouse of carefully organized human emotions.I lock away the things that do not serve me."
Self
"Maybe I was crazy to consider it, but I'd always hoped that if I were a good enough girl, if I did everything right, if I said the right things or said nothing at all-I thought my parents would change their minds. I thought they would finally listen when I tried to talk. I thought they would give me a chance. I thought they might finally love me. I always had that stupid hope."
Hope
"I feel like I've been split open and stuffed with sunshine."
Emotion
"I love you," I whisper. "I love you exactly as you are."
Romance
"I am suspended in the moment. Flickering images faded with age, frozen thoughts hovering precariously in dead space, a whirlwind of memories that slice through my soul."
Memory
"I think wow, I imagine this is what it's like to have friends."
Companionship
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