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"It was not the feeling of completeness I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty."

"I am heartbroken, but I have been heartbroken before, and this might be the best for which I can hope."

"She was a prism through with sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum."

"I don't understand my sudden obsession with staring at her, but i can't seem to stop."

"There is such a thing as emotional rubbish; it is produced in the factories of the mind. It consists of pain that has long since passed and is no longer useful. It consists of precautions that were important in the past, but that serve no purpose in the present."

"Those that lack friends to open themselves unto are cannibals of their own hearts."
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"We're the Septembers now. The real ones. We are everything to one another. We don't need to say so; it's just true. Sometimes it seems like we're so close we form one single complete person rather than four separate ones. We settle into types- Bridget the athlete, Lena the beauty, Tibby the rebel, and me, Carmen, the...what? The one with the bad temper. But the one who cares the most. The one who cares that we stick together."

"Tibby, who was not fond of change, had once told Bridget that the present, no matter what it brought, couldn't change the past. The past was set and sealed."

"Bridget cried for the leavers and the left. For the people, like herself, grimly forsaking what few precious gifts they would ever get. She cried for Bailey, for Tibby, for the resolute clump of cells making headway in her uterus, and for Marly, her poor, sad mother, who'd missed everything."

"How terrible would it be to just wait there pathetically alone for him never to show up?'Eudoxia's expression grew more serious. 'That's what you're doing anyway, my dear."

"His distress and pleasure mixed and married, giving birth to several anxious children."

"He loved her for being so beautiful, and he hated her for it. He loved how she put shiny stuff on her lips for him, and he also reviled her for it. He wanted her to walk home alone, and he wanted to run after her and grab her up before she could take another step."

"Lena felt like a child. Worse than a child and less valuable. She felt like a mouse. No, smaller than a mouse and less alive. Her life seemed so small and crumpled you could shoot it through a straw like a spitball."
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