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"What is it?Nothing. I had a bad dream.What did you dream about?Nothing.Are you okay?No.He put his arms around him and held him. It's okay, he said.I was crying. But you didnt wake up.I'm sorry. I was just so tired.I meant in the dream."
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"It seems my heart is made of tissue paper, I wish the world would handle it more delicately."
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"I enabled your tendency to be vulnerable and weak, and your habits of crying when 6,000 others were present for the music."
"I fear I have praised you too much too soon. Will I lose you in your shame of believing that you can never be what I think you are?"
"I feel bare. I didn't realize I wore my secrets as armor until they were gone and now everyone sees me as I really am."
"In acceptance, I am grounded. In vulnerability, I am strong. In love, I am whole."
"We both wanted to know each other's secrets, and we both wanted the other person to go first."
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"A big lemoncolored cat watched him from the top of a woodstove. He turned his head to see it better and it elongated itself like hot taffy down the side of the stove and vanished headfirst in the earth without a sound."
"There were in the camp a number of Mexican slaves and these ran forth calling out in spanish and were brained or shot and one of the Delawares emerged from the smoke with a naked infant dangling in each hand and squatted at a ring of midden stones and swung them by the heels each in turn and bashed their heads against the stones so that the brains burst forth through the fontanel in a bloody spew and humans on fire came shrieking forth like berserkers and the riders hacked them down with their enormous knives and a young woman ran up and embraced the bloodied forefeet of Glanton's warhorse."
"People always getting ready for tomorrow. I didn't believe in that. Tomorrow wasn't getting ready for them. It didn't even know they were there."
"What could a child know of the darkness of God's plan? Or how flesh is so frail it is hardly more than a dream."
"In the draws the smoke coming off the ground like mist and the thin black trees burning on the slopes like heathen candles."
"All my life, he said, I been witness to people showin up where they was supposed to be at various times after they'd said they'd be there. I never heard one yet that didnt have a reason for it.Yessir.But there aint but one reason.Yessir.You know what it is?No sir.It's that their word's no good. That's the only reason there ever was or ever will be."
"I believe that we are arks of the covenant and our true nature is not rage or deceit or terror or logic or craft or even sorrow. It is longing."
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