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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.

Banana Yoshimoto

Again and again I will suffer; again and again I will get back on my feet. I will not be defeated.
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Defeated Feet Suffering
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
Even when I try to stir myself up, I just get irritated because I can’t make anything come out. And in the middle of the night I lie here thinking about all this. If I don’t get back on track somehow, I’m dead, that’s the sense I get. There isn’t a single strong emotion inside me.
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Depression Lying Strong
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
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
The ritual of our daily lives permeate our very bodies.
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Body Daily Life Ritual
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
Recognizing how totally ignorant you are is the only honest way to deal with people who’ve been through something traumatic.
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Ignorant People Way
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
The sky was incredibly far away, and beautiful enough to make a person wonder why our hearts are never so free.
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Beautiful Heart Sky
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
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
I spent most of my time thinking, because I didn’t have enough energy to do anything else.
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Culture Energy Thinking
I love feeling the rhythm of other people’s lives. It’s like traveling.
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Feelings Love People Rhythm Travel
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.
BANANA YOSHIMOTO

Dream Heart Morning

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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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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