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If everything kept to its normal progression, we would live with the sadness-cry and then walk-but what really breaks us cleanest are the losses that happen out of order.

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
A Dorito asks nothing of you, which is its great gift. It only asks that you are not there.
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Ask Doritos Doubt Gift Great Nothing
Many kids, it seemed, would find out that their parents were flawed, messed-up people later in life, and I didn’t appreciate getting to know it all so strong and early.
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Appreciate Flaw Kid Later Life Mess Parent Seem Strong
It was a fleeting statement, one I didn’t think she’d hold on to; after all, she had birthed us alone, diapered and fed us, helped us with homework, kissed and hugged us, poured her love into us.
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After Birthed Fleet Help Homework Kiss Love Pour Statement
That she might not actually know us seemed the humblest thing a mother could admit.
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Actually Admit Humble might Mother Seem She
You can ruin anything if you focus at it.
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Anything Focus Ruin
The most so far, because she found the saddest thing of all to be the simple truth of her capacity to move on.
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All Capacity Found Fra Most Move Sad Simple Thing Truth
I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
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Admire Fold Like Space Stride Two
You feel wonderful, you feel like somebody knows you’re alive, you feel fear because it could be a bomb, because you think you’re that important.
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Alive Bomb Important Somebody Think Wonderful
There’s a gift in your lap and it’s beautifully wrapped and it’s not your birthday.
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Beautiful Birthday Important Lap Think Wrap
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 was right at the edge of their circle, like the tail of a Q…
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Circle Edge Like Right Tail
The stories themselves haunt, they stick around, they linger, inhabiting a little corner of the reader’s brain and resurfacing to evoke mystery or sadness or longing.
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Around Brain Corner Evoke Inhabiting Mystery Reader Resurfacing Sad Stick Story
It was like we were exchanging codes, on how to be a father and a daughter, like we’d read about it in a manual, translated from another language, and were doing our best with what we could understand.
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Code Daughter Details exchange Father Language Read
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
It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.
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Lowest Moment Rescue Surprise

If everything kept to its normal progression, we would live with the sadness-cry and then walk-but what really breaks us cleanest are the losses that happen out of order.

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If everything kept to its normal progression, we would live with the sadness-cry and then walk-but what really breaks us cleanest are the losses that happen out of order.

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