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Benjamin Alire Saenz

"Summertime. It was a song. It was a season. I wondered if that season would ever live inside of me."

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"Summertime. It was a song. It was a season. I wondered if that season would ever live inside of me."

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"You think you can get rid of things, and people too-leave them behind. You don't know yet about the habit they have, of coming back."

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"Whenever you are transplanted, like me, you will understand how very delightful it is to meet with anything at all like what one has left behind."

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"A Tennyson garden, heavy with scent, languid; the return of the word swoon."

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"Sitting in his old schoolroom on the sofa with little cushions on the arms and looking into Natasha's wildly eager eyes, Rostov was carried back into that world of home and childhood which had no meaning for anyone else, but gave him some of the greatest pleasure in his life."

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"When I was a kid, Toronto streets were deserted and quiet on Sundays, except for the sound of church bells I stood on the sidewalk one December listening to the Christmas bells - I've never forgotten that moment..."

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"Every time I look at you autumn leaves come in between - does it matter they're the color of your hair - or they still fall in my memory?..."

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"All I do is keep on running in my own cozy, homemade void, my own nostalgic silence. And this is a pretty wonderful thing. No matter what anybody else says."

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"I used to be a poet.My words were traded in marketplaces like pieces of gold.Merchants bought my verses for as much as they paid for saffron and Indian jade.Now I am old...drunk on wine and candle fumes.Alone in this barren room, I speak my psalms to the night air so as to entertain moths before they go off to die.I used to be a poet and my words were gold."

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"I have it in my head that when we're born, God writes things down on our hearts. See, on some people's hearts he writes happy and on some people's hearts he writes sad and on some people's hearts he writes crazy and on some people's hearts he writes genius and on some people's hearts he writes angry and on some people's hearts he writes winner and on some people's hearts he writes loser."
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"Another secret of the universe: Sometimes pain was like a storm that came out of nowhere. The clearest summer could end in a downpour. Could end in lightning and thunder."
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