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Desires, memories, fears, passions form labyrinths in which we lose and find and then lose ourselves again.

Bernhard Schlink

There’s no need to talk about it, because the truth of what one says lies in what one does.
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Lying Truth Needs
The past has to be remembered, so that it’s never repeated.
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Past Remembered Repeated
What a sad story, I thought for so long. Not that I now think it was happy. But I think it is true, and thus the question of whether it is sad or happy has no meaning whatever.
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Feeling Long Sad Thinking
People who commit monstrous crimes are not necessarily monsters. If they were, things would be easy. But they aren’t and it is one of the experiences of life.
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Monster People
She was struggling, as she always had struggled, not to show what she could do but to hide what she couldn’t do. A life made up of advances that were actually frantic retreats and victories that were concealed defeats.
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Retreat Show Struggle Victory
Sometimes the memory of happiness cannot stay true because it ended unhappily.
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Memories Sometimes Stay True
So I was still guilty. And if I was not guilty because one cannot be guilty of betraying a criminal, then I was guilty of having loved a criminal.
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Betray Criminals Guilty
The Odyssey is the story of motion both purposeful and purposeless, successful and futile. What else is the history of law?
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Law Stories Successful
People who commit monstrous crimes are not necessarily monsters. If they were, things would be easy. But they aren’t and it is one of the experiences of life.
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Crime Monster People
Or is there no such thing as ‘too late’? Is there only ‘late’ and is ‘late’ always better than ‘never’? I don’t know.
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Knows Late Too
Now to escape involves not just running away, but arriving somewhere.
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Arriving Running Running Away
When we open ourselves you yourself to me and I myself to you, when we submerge you into me and I into you when we vanish into me you and into you I Then am I me and you are you.
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Open Ourselves Submerge Vanish
Desires, memories, fears, passions form labyrinths in which we lose and find and then lose ourselves again.
BERNHARD SCHLINK

Labyrinth Memories Passion
Sometimes all it took was a scene in a movie. This juxtaposition of callousness and extreme sensitivity seemed suspicious even to me.
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Callousness Juxtaposition Sensitivity Sometimes
I tried to talk myself into the state of innocence in which children love their parents. But love of our parents is the only love for which we are not responsible. …And perhaps we are responsible even for the love we feel for our parents.
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Children Love Myself Parents Perhaps Responsible Talk
What a sad story, I thought for so long. Not that I now think it was happy. But I think it is true, and thus the question of whether it is sad or happy has no meaning whatever.
BERNHARD SCHLINK

Feeling Long Sad Thinking

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