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"Isn't it weird? The way you remember things when it's gone."
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"'Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone."
"...many a trip continues long after movement in time and space have ceased. I remember a man in Salinas who in his middle years traveled to Honolulu and back, and that journey continued for the rest of his life. We could watch him in his rocking chair on his front porch, his eyes squinted, half-closed, endlessly traveling to Honolulu."
"If I never see you again I will always carry youinsideoutsideon my fingertipsand at brain edgesand in centerscentersof what I am ofwhat remains."
"Nothing's ever gone. We fool ourselves that things fade, but they never do."
"When I need names they drop out of my head; when I don't need them they drop back."
"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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"It took a lot of work to be perfect. If you didn't want to break a sweat, there was no point in even bothering."
"It was amazing how you could get so far from where you'd planned, and yet find it was exactly were you needed to be."
"But as long as something is never even started, you never have to worry about it ending. It has endless potential."
"Your mother won a special reward," she told me, "because everyone had a head in her pictures. We all applauded."
"I mean, it's not surprising, really. Once you love something, you always love it in some way. You have to. It's, like, part of you for good."
"He had a nice smile. Seeing it, I felt like I'd won a prize, because he was so sparing with them."
"She knew I could tell with one glance, one look, one simple instant. It was her eyes. Despite the thick makeup, they were still dark-rimmed., haunted, and sad. Most of all though, they were familiar. The fact that we were in front of hundreds of strangers changed nothing at all. I'd spent a summer with those same eyes-scared, lost, confused-staring back at me. I would have known them anywhere."
"Here was a boy who liked flaws, who saw them not as failings but as strengths. Who knew such a person could exist, or what would have happened if we'd found each other under different circumstances? Maybe in a perfect world. But not in this one."
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