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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

Good tea is eloquent enough, it turns out, to change a person’s mind.
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Enough Mind Tea
I never tell my boyfriend that I’m busy when I’m not. No matter how effective they are, cheap techniques like that just don’t agree with me. So it’s always okay, it’s always all right. In my opinion the surest way to hook a man is to be as open with him as possible.
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Boyfriend Men Technique
It was so gorgeous it almost felt like sadness.
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Felt Gorgeous Sadness
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 spent most of my time thinking, because I didn’t have enough energy to do anything else.
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Culture Energy Thinking
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
Inching one’s way along a steep cliff in the dark: on reaching the highway, one breathes a sigh of relief. Just when one can’t take any more, one sees the moonlight. Beauty that seems to infuse itself into the heart: I know about that
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Dark Heart relief Sigh
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
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
Fate is a ladder on which you cannot afford to miss a single rung. To skip out on even one step would mean you’ll never make it to the top.
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Fate Mean Missing
I felt how important the simplest things were, like feeling proud, finding something funny, stretching yourself, retreating into yourself.
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Feelings Important Proud
You have the nicest window, you know? None of the others can even compete. It´s not flashy like the others, or bleary – your window gives of this nice, quiet light.
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Giving Light Nice
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
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
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
I saw the sky and sea and sand and the flickering flames of the bonfire through my tears. All at once, it rushed into my head with tremendous speed, and made me feel dizzy. It was beautiful. Everything that happened was shockingly beautiful, enough to make you crazy.
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Beautiful Crazy Flames
You know, Chihiro, darling- all it takes is one little wrong step and you end up feeling frustrated your whole life, like me.
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Feelings Frustrated Littles
No matter what, I want to continue living with the awareness that I will die. Without that, I am not alive.
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Alive Matter Want
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
In the uncertain ebb and flow of time and emotions much of one’s life history is etched in the senses.
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Emotion Flow Sense Uncertain
When someone tells you something big, it’s like you’re taking money from them, and there’s no way it will ever go back to being the way it was. You have to take responsibility for listening.
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Listening Responsibility Way
Everyone lives the way she knows best. What I mean by ‘their happiness’ is living a life untouched as much as possible by the knowledge that we are really, all of us, alone. That’s not a bad thing.
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Knows Mean Way
If you don’t say what you’re thinking, you end up lying when you really need to speak up.
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Lying Needs Thinking
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
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
When things get really bad, you take comfort in the placeness of a place.
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Bad Comfort Place Placeness Thing
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

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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