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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.

Banana Yoshimoto

Nothing exists in this world but me and my bed…” (p. 141).
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Bed Exist Nothing World
People who are going to get along really well know it almost as soon as they meet. You spend a little while talking and everyone starts to feel this conviction, you’re all equally sure that you’re at the beginning of something good. That’s how it is when you meet people you’re going to be with for a long time.
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Long People Talking
Why were we so far apart, even when we were together? It was a nice loneliness, like the sensation of washing your face in cold water.
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Loneliness Nice Water
She was still there inside me now, just as she always was: a life put on hold, a memory I didn’t know how to handle.
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Handle Memories Stills
Although I was raised with love, I was always lonely.
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Although Always Lonely Raised
Over and over, we begin again.
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Bare Over Tree
Someday, without fail, everyone will disappear, scattered into the blackness of time.
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Disappear Failing Someday
To the extent that I had come to understand that despair does not necessarily result in annihilation, that one can go on as usual in spite of it, I had become hardened. Was this what it means to be an adult, to live with ugly ambiguities? I didn’t like it, but it made it easier to go on.
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Adults Despair Mean
Everything in life has some good in it. And when something awful happens, the goodness stands out even more–it’s sad, but that’s the truth.
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Awful Goodness Out Standing
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
This is what it means to be loved… when someone wants to touch you, to be tender.
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Mean Someone Tender Want
I really believe that no matter how old people get, they tend to change in certain ways depending on how people treat them – they change their colors.
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Believe Color People
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
It was so gorgeous it almost felt like sadness.
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Felt Gorgeous Sadness
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
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

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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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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