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"If you've ever been homesick, or felt exiled from all the things and people that once defined you, you'll know how important welcoming words and friendly smiles can be."
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Personal Development

"He wanted to stay there forever, letting her soothe him, pretending he was just a kid and his mom could make everything okay."
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Personal Development

"In time the whole family perked up like Sesame Street puppets, hoping that cheer, if worked at hard enough, could sugar the living and quiet the dead."
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Personal Development

"A nice warm shower, a cup of tea, and a caring ear may be all you need to warm your heart."
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Personal Development

"You're my love, you're my lighthouse; and the sea is rough in the dark days."
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Personal Development

"When we get too comfortable, we stop dreaming."
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Personal Development

"When we are sad...it can be comforting to cling to familiar objects, to things that don't change."
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Personal Development

"Give mea pillow of strongever-dependable shouldersthat i can bury my head in."
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Personal Development

"The middle class prefers comfort to pleasure convenience to liberty and a pleasant temperature to the deathly inner consuming fire."
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Personal Development

"I like to hear a storm at night. It is so cosy to snuggle down among the blankets and feel that it can't get at you."
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"I think this goes more to the idea of 'relentless irony' than 'divine providence."
Irony


"Is it better to throw yourself head first and laughing into the holy rage calling your name?"
Courage


"Maybe good luck was like bad luck in that it took a while to sink in."
Luck


"It's so heartbreaking and unnecessary how we lose things. From pure carelessness. Fires, wars. The Parthenon, used as a munitions storehouse. I guess that anything we manage to save from history is a miracle."
Loss


"I think politics is deadly to write about, frankly. If you have a political agenda and you set out to write a novel to prove that, say, capitalism should crumble, then it's going to be a really bad novel. Very few people have been able to deal with political fiction - Dickens, Dostoyevsky. But even Tolstoy got really tiresome when he was talking about the serfs. You have to let characters be characters, not [gruff voice] Mr Capitalism or [girlie voice] Miss Anti-Fur."
Writing


"Fate is cruel but maybe not random. Nature (meaning Death) always wins but that doesn't mean we have to bow and gravel to it."
Fate


"And beauty is terror,' said Julian, 'then what is desire? We think we have many desires, but in fact we have only one. What is it?''To live,' said Camilla.'To live forever,' said Bunny, chin cupped in palm."
Desire


"This was a plunge encompassing sorrow and revulsion far beyond the personal: a sick, drenching nausea at all humanity and human endeavor from the dawn of time. The writhing loathsomeness of the biological order. Old age, sickness, death. No escape for anyone. Even the beautiful ones were like soft fruit about to spoil. And yet somehow people still kept fucking and breeding and popping out new fodder for the grave, producing more and more new beings to suffer like this was some kind of redemptive, or good, or even somehow morally admirable thing: dragging more innocent creatures into the lose-lose game."
Despair


"It was a myth you couldn't function on opiates: shooting up was one thing but for someone like me-jumping at pigeons beating from the sidewalk, afflicted with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder practically to the point of spasticity and cerebral palsy-pills were the key to being not only competent, but high-functioning."
Addiction


"Out on the lawn, Bunny had just knocked Henry's ball about seventy feet outside the court. There was a ragged burst of laughter; faint, but clear, it floated back across the evening air. That laughter haunts me still."
Memory
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