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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.

Banana Yoshimoto

Me, when I’m utterly exhausted by it all, when my skin breaks out, on those lonely evenings when I call my friends again and again and nobody’s home, then I despise my own life – my birth, my upbringing, everything.
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Home Lonely Skins
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
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
Over and over, we begin again.
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Bare Over Tree
Nothing exists in this world but me and my bed…” (p. 141).
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Bed Exist Nothing World
Everything that had happened was shockingly beautiful, enough to make you crazy.
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Beautiful Crazy Enough
I love feeling the rhythm of other people’s lives. It’s like traveling.
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Feelings Love People Rhythm Travel
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
When things get really bad, you take comfort in the placeness of a place.
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Bad Comfort Place Placeness Thing
I was happy. I loved the night, I loved t so much it almost hurt. In the night everything seemed possible. I wasn’t sleepy at all.
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Hurt Night Sleepy
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
Her eyes were those of someone who’s just fallen in love, someone who sees nothing but her lover, someone who has no fear of anything. The eyes of someone who believes that every dream will come true, that reality will move if you just give it a push.
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Believe Dream Fear
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
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
It occurred to me that if I were a ghost, this ambiance was what I’d miss most: the ordinary, day-to-day bustle of the living. Ghosts long, I’m sure, for the stupidest, most unremarkable things.
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Days Long Missing Ordinary
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

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