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"Silence fell between them, as tangible as the dark tree shadows that fell across their laps and that now seemed to rest upon them as heavily as though they possessed a measurable weight of their own."
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"Her eyes reversed into herself, to watch the secret heart of herself pounding itself into pieces against the side of her chest."
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Personal Development
"The love of a half dead heart will keep you half alive."
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Personal Development
"Like many people, I feel like celebrating. Remember this feeling. It is human, and can help us understand when others express bloodlust."
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Personal Development
"When I am with you, even the water makes me drank."
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Personal Development
"I'm not up for laughing, but their laughter makes the room feel safer, so we begin to explore."
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Personal Development
"Smiley tears and teary smiles are priceless."
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Personal Development
"And then something invisible snapped insider her, and that which had come together commenced to fall apart."
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Personal Development
"Neither of us says the word love, not once. It would be tempting fate; it would be romance, bad luck."
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Personal Development
"Let you alone! That's all very well, but how can I leave myself alone ? We need not to be let alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while. How long is it since you were really bothered? About something important, about something real?"
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Personal Development
"Despair is criminal."
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"Rather than feeling lost and unimportant and meaningless, set against galaxies which go beyond the reach of the furthest telescopes, I feel that my life has meaning. Perhaps I should feel insignificant, but instead I feel a soaring in my heart that the God who could create all this - and out of nothing - can still count the hairs of my head."
Belief
"The writer does want to be published; the painter urgently hopes that someone will see the finished canvas (van Gogh was denied the satisfaction of having his work bought and appreciated during his lifetime; no wonder the pain was more than he could bear); the composer needs his music to be heard. Art is communication, and if there is no communication it is as though the work has been stillborn."
Art
"Is it that bad, Mrs. Bowen?" Clement asked.Emily shook her head. "Gertrude's been hurt and so she's generalizing. It's a pretty good country on the whole, and the people in it, too. We have our faults and they may be glaring, and we have individuals we may not be proud of, but take us by and large we'll stick our necks our for something we believe in, and that in itself may be a fault, but it's one I like.""Bravo," Abe said."
Society
"Meg looked. The dark shadow was still there. It had not lessened or dispersed with the coming of night. And where the shadow was, the stars were not visible.What could there be about a shadow that was so terrible that she knew that there had never been before or ever would be again, anything that would chill her with a fear that was beyond shuddering, beyond crying or screaming, beyond the possibility of comfort?"
Emotion
"It takes too much energy to be against something unless it's really important."
Energy
"Humility is throwing oneself away in complete concentration on something or someone else."
Virtue
"I would, quite often, like to be grownup, wise, and sophisticated. But these gifts are not mine."
Wisdom
"I didn't mean to tell you," Mrs. Whatsit faltered. "I didn't mean ever to let you know. But oh, my dears, I did so love being a star!" "Yyouu are sstill verry yyoungg," Mrs Witch said, her voice faintly chiding. The Medium sat looking happily at the star-filled sky in her ball, smiling, and nodding and chuckling gently. But Meg noticed that her eyes were drooping, and suddenly her head fell forward and she gave a faint snore."Poor thing," Mrs Whatsit said, "we've worn her out. It's very hard work for her."
Fantasy
"The creative impulse can be killed, but it cannot be taught...What a teacher can do...in working with children, is to give the flame enough oxygen so that it can burn. As far as I'm concerned, this providing of oxygen is one of the noblest of all vocations."
Education
"Euripedes. Nothing is hopeless, we must hope for everything."
Hope
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