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To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.

Aimee Bender

We’re all getting too smart. Our brains are just getting bigger and bigger, and the world dries up and dies when there’s too much thought and not enough heart.
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Bigger Brain Dry Heart Smart Up World
I could feel the tears beginning to collect in my throat again, but I pushed them apart, away from each other. Tears are only a threat in groups.
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Again Away Beginning Each Groups Other Tear Throat
Large meadows are lovely for picnics and romping, but they are for the lighter feelings. Meadows do not make me want to write.
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Feeling Lighter Lovely Meadow Picnic Romp Writing
Sometimes, she said, mostly to herself, I feel I do not know my children…
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Children Herself Mother Thinking
The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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Good Mysterious Tent Thinking Writing
and I get refill number three or four and the wine is making my bones loose and it’s giving my hair a red sheen and my breasts are blooming and my eyes feel sultry and wise and the dress is water.
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Bone Eye Four Giving Hair Lose Number Wine Wise
You try, you seem totally nuts, you go underground.
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Nuts Trying Seem Totally Underground
I am the drying meadow; you the unspoken apology; he is the fluctuating distance between mother and son.
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Apology Baby Distance Drying Fluctuate Life Mother Son Unspoken
I felt the crumpled paper that had taken the place of my lungs expand as if released from a fist.
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Expand Fist List Lung Paper Release Taken
It’s a pleasure to dive into Hirshberg’s storytelling skills in American Morons.
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Country Dive Moron Pleasure Skill Story Telling
Kissing George was a little like rolling in caramel after spending years surviving off rice sticks.
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Kiss People Rice Rolling Stick Survive Year
My eyelids are my own private cave, he murmured. That I can go to anytime I want.
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Anytime Cave Eyelid Private Want
Language is the ticket to plot and character, after all, because both are built out of language.
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Built Character Language Out Plot Ticket
To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
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Barometer Gratitude Love Setting Someone
It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.
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Lowest Moment Rescue Surprise
We hit the sidewalk, and dropped hands. How I wished, right then, that the whole world was a street.
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Drop Hand Hit Sidewalk Street Wish World

To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.

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