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What was important wasn’t the fireworks, it was that we were together this evening, together in this place, looking up into the sky at the same time.

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Someday, without fail, everyone will disappear, scattered into the blackness of time.
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Disappear Failing Someday
Love is the kind of thing that’s already happening by the time you notice it, that’s how it works, and no matter how old you get, that doesn’t change. Except that you can break it up into two entirely distinct types — love where there’s an end in sight and love where there isn’t.
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Happen Love Sight Two Work
I love feeling the rhythm of other people’s lives. It’s like traveling.
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Feelings Love People Rhythm Travel
It was at once a miracle and the most natural thing in the world.
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Miracle Natural World
Things look different depending on your perspective. As I see it, fighting to bridge those gaps isn’t what really matters. The most important thing is to know them inside and out, as differences, and to understand why certain people are the way they are.
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Bridges Differences Fighting
Why is it that everything I eat when I’m with you is so delicious?’ I laughed. ‘Could it be that you’re satisfying hunger and lust at the same time?
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Hunger Laugh Lust
I held the feeling in my heart; the urge to discuss it died out. There was all the time in the world. In the endless repetition of other nights, other mornings, this moment, too, might become a dream.
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Dream Heart Morning
This world of ours is piled high with farewells and goodbyes of so many different kinds, like the evening sky renewing itself again and again from one instant to the next-and I didn’t want to forget a single one.
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Farewell Goodbye Sky
Good tea is eloquent enough, it turns out, to change a person’s mind.
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Enough Mind Tea
The place I like best in this world is the kitchen. No matter where it is, no matter what kind, if it’s a kitchen, if it’s a place where they make food, it’s fine with me. Ideally it should be well broken in. Lots of tea towels, dry and immaculate. Where tile catching the light (ting! Ting!)” (p. 3).
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Broken Kitchen Light
It didn’t matter whether he was nearby or far away. His image would drift up into your mind just when you least expected it, shocking you, making your chest pound. Making your heart ache.
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Heart Matter Mind
On nights like this when the air is so clear, you end up saying things you ordinarily wouldn’t. Without even noticing what you’re doing, you open up your heart and just start talking to the person next to you-you talk as if you have no audience but the glittering stars, far overhead.
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Heart Night Stars
As I grow older, much older, I will experience many things, and I will hit rock bottom again and again. Again and again I will suffer; again and again I will get back on my feet. I will not be defeated. I won’t let my spirit be destroyed.
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Feet Rocks Suffering
That’s the advantage of insomnia. People who go to be early always complain that the night is too short, but for those of us who stay up all night, it can feel as long as a lifetime. You get a lot done
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Good Insomnia Long Night
Truly happy memories always live on, shining. Over time, one by one, they come back to life.
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Back Happy Life Memories Shining
I should have told her at the time. I could have taken a deep breath, looked away, and forced myself to say it.
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Deep Breath Taken
In the uncertain ebb and flow of time and emotions, much of one’s life history is etched in the senses. And things of no particular importance, or irreplaceable things, can suddenly resurface in a café one winter night.
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Emotion Flow Much Night Sense Winter
People aren’t overcome by situations or outside forces. Defeat comes from within.
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Defeat Overcoming People
I was happy. I loved the night, I loved t so much it almost hurt. In the night everything seemed possible. I wasn’t sleepy at all.
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Hurt Night Sleepy
It occurred to me that if I were a ghost, this ambiance was what I’d miss most: the ordinary, day-to-day bustle of the living. Ghosts long, I’m sure, for the stupidest, most unremarkable things.
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Days Long Missing Ordinary
Nothing exists in this world but me and my bed…” (p. 141).
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Bed Exist Nothing World
it’ll be this kind of deep blue”she said. “The kind of color that somehow sucks your eyes and your ears and all your words -the color of a completely closed-in night
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Blue Eye Night
Every time I look into his eyes I just want to take the ice cream or whatever I’ve got in my hand and rub it into his face. That’s how much I like him.
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Eye Hand Ice Cream
Sometimes people put up walls, not to keep others out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.
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Inspirational Life Love
I had been walking in silence for so long,I had almost forgotten what my own voice sounded like.My knees were tired;my toes were beginning to ache.
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Long Tired Voice
It was so gorgeous it almost felt like sadness.
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Felt Gorgeous Sadness
Me, when I’m utterly exhausted by it all, when my skin breaks out, on those lonely evenings when I call my friends again and again and nobody’s home, then I despise my own life – my birth, my upbringing, everything.
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Home Lonely Skins

What was important wasn’t the fireworks, it was that we were together this evening, together in this place, looking up into the sky at the same time.

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