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Richelle E. Goodrich

"Remembering our loved ones is breathing life into their fading images, that we might once more see their faces and pass along a tearful "I miss you."

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"Remembering our loved ones is breathing life into their fading images, that we might once more see their faces and pass along a tearful "I miss you."

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"'Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone."

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"If I never see you again I will always carry youinsideoutsideon my fingertipsand at brain edgesand in centerscentersof what I am ofwhat remains."

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"I remembered his laugh, like a flock of crows taking off."

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"Nothing's ever gone. We fool ourselves that things fade, but they never do."

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"I gave up hoping...But, still, I would think of him, I would cherish his image in my mind, and treasure every word, look and gesture that memory could retain."

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"When I need names they drop out of my head; when I don't need them they drop back."

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"Percy'd heard stories about amputees who had phantom pains where their missing legsand arms used to be. That's how his mindfelt-like his missing memories were aching."

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"To forget is to blithely toss aside the hard lessons that were hard won by others before us, thereby needlessly dooming us to endure the hard lessons that are likely to be forgotten by those who will follow us. And it is altogether reasonable that in order to avoid this repetitive trouncing, God graciously granted us memories."

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"What exactly did you find in Atlanta?Frank unzipped his backpack and started bringing out souvenirs. "Some peach preserves. A couple of T-shirts. A snow globe. And, um, these not-really-Chinese handcuffs.Annabeth forced herself to stay calm. "How about you start from the top-of the story, not the backpack."

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"Memory is a few lines snipped from a larger story that we are privileged to tuck away between the pages of our minds."

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"What if dragons breathed bubbles and purred when they cuddled and giggled at chivalrous knights for their troubles?What if dragons felt soft, having scales made of cloth,and they moved rather slow like a brown-throated sloth?What if dragons were shyand did easily crywhen confronted by characters callous and sly?What if dragons did goodbut were misunderstoodso men mercilessly slew the beasts right where they stood?What if dragons aren't missedbecause there is no listof extinct types of quarry that now don't exist?"
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"Your body and spirit, subconscious and conscious-every portion of you recognizes home. That is why on the moment of arrival, your entire being relaxes into a contented puddle of joy."
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"It isn't always true that a critical end justifies desperate means."
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"Thanksgiving is not only being aware of the abundance of good in the world but embracing it."
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"It's silly to think the left eye would envy the right or that one foot would be jealous of the other, and yet so often it is the case."
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"Dare to forge your own path. Even rocks can roll."
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"I wish I could fly.I wish I were rich.I wish I had more time."But you can, and you are, and you do; I wish you would open your eyes."
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"Someday my children will look fondly on the annoying things I did and see them clearly as evidence of love."
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"I finally figured out the big, elusive secret to weight loss. Don't eat! Who knew?"
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"A little porch light from a distant farmhouse dimmed, feeling alone and unneeded until his smallest spark of illumination snuffed out entirely. The night fell as dark as it was quiet. Meanwhile, every secret eye within the vicinity-from insect to animal to human wanderer-stopped to blink, suddenly blinded. Their guiding light had vanished, extinguishing hope in the hearts of many. That little light had mattered, but he knew it not."
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