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"What...what about when I'm married?'We'll buy a cot. Your husband can sleep on that when he visits."
"He sat down on a grassy bank and looked at the city that surrounded him, and thought, one day he would have to go home. And one day he would have to make a home to go back to. He wondered whether home was a thing that happened to a place after a while, or if it was something that you found in the end, if you simply walked and waited and willed it long enough. He pulled out his book."
"The stone you took away from a beach will long for that beach because it belongs there!"
"I came to this house for safety. They came because the foster care system ran out of homes. We stayed because we were stray pieces of other puzzles, tired of never fitting."
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"I have fallen, for your words.They are like, a gossamer cobweb, I have been, embroiled, decoyed, snared into!Incapacitated.I fail to escape.I fail to liberate.Your words, didn't redeem, made me a, captive instead."
"She is the force, that you end upreading about in thick novels. She is the kind of woman, you adore, for being so content with messy hair.She is the kind, who woulddecline whatever the mankind would exalt - and redesign everything that isinclined to remind herof how strongly, the society wants her confined.To this girl, on a romantic date, he asked the question inaccurate - 'Honey, why do you always take the roadthat is so untold, hard and loathed?'She thought of giving him a second chance, and resisting any anger - loaded advance, She replied, 'Why do you speculate, that I choose my fate, imagining there are two roads?"
"There are only two most powerful situations - being so small that you have nothing to lose and being so big that you don't care what you lose!"
"In this, journey, of reaching, to myself, I have had, many a, thoroughfares, goodbye affairs, reality checks, and, lovely overwhelms."
"The mirror it was and life it spelled, The road ahead, and the time past stepped, All gathered in one; one to all paired, My life is so different from all the world's threads.My breaths are mine, my woes are too, If my life were put through you, You sure would unlikely pursue, It should be left for me to gather, I am its sculptor, mine would be the hammer."
"And I sat there at the patio, while the whole of universe, was getting engulfed, in the whitest whiteness of snow.Down, near my rough paw, is soft snow, mannering a fidgeting embryo.I monitored the snow that plunged, on the soil of my backyard, and realized it melting fast.Was that the temperature or, my eyes on it overcast?While I think of this melted exalt, I am obliged to ask, What ought happens to the thoughts?Where do they get tossed?When they are forgot?Scorched?Scoffed?Deformed? Unadorned?"
"Let there be a child, who should, not be taught. Let there be a child, who should, be refrained from books. Let him not hear, don't preach him, dear. Don't let him read the quotations, on internet and make them his passion. Don't tell him stories of successful, and make them his anthem.Allow him to grow unto what, he is to know."
"More often than not - Life moves really fast! It's only for you to pause and breathe! Sadly, none else can do that for you!"
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