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But the penciled sheets did not seem like nor smell like the library book so she had given it up, consoling herself with the vow that when she grew up, she would work hard, save money and buy every single book that she liked.

Betty Smith

They learned no compassion from their own anguish. thus their suffering was wasted.
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Anguish Compassion Suffering
Occasionally there is a moment in a person’s life when he takes a great stride forward in wisdom, humility, or disillusionment.
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Humility Understanding Wisdom
It takes a lot of doing to die.
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Dies Doing Take
She was the bitter quarrels she had with her brother whom she loved dearly. She was Katie’s secret, despairing weeping. She was the shame of her father stumbling home drunk. She was all of these things and of something more…
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Bitter Dearly Despairing God Loved Quarries Stumbling Weeping
Brooklyn was a dream. All the things that happened there just couldn’t happen. It was all dream stuff. Or was it all real and true and was it that she, Francie, was the dreamer?
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Brooklyn Dream Happen Real
She had had the pain; it had been like being boiled alive in scalding oil and not being able to die to get free of it
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Alive Oil Pain Scalding
And that’s where the whole trouble is. We’re too much alike to understand each other because we don’t even understand our own selves.
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Much Self Too Trouble
All of us are what we have to be and everyone lives the kind of life its in him to live.
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Kind Live Life
A child forgets a time of hunger but never forgets the aching want of other things.
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Children Want Forget never
You took a walk on a Sunday afternoon and came to a nice neighborhood, very refined. You saw a small one of these trees through the iron gate leading to someone’s yard and you knew that soon that section of Brooklyn would get to be a tenement district.
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Air Neighborhood Nice Sunday Took
The difference between rich and poor”, said Francie, “is that the poor do everything with thier own hands and the rich hire hands to do things.
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Differences Hands Rich
It’s come at last,” she thought, “the time when you can no longer stand between your children and heartache. When there wasn’t enough food in the house you pretended that you weren’t hungry so they could have more.
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Children Grief Winter
New York! I’ve always wanted to see it and now I’ve see it. It’s true what they say– it’s the most wonderful city in the world.
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Cities Country World
I hate all those flirty-birty games that women make up. Life’s too short. If you ever find a man you love, don’t waste time hanging your head and simpering. Go right up to him and say, ‘I love you. How about getting married?
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Flirty Hate Love Make Women
You won’t die, Francie. You were born to lick this rotten life.
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Born Dies Rotten
I want to live for something. I don’t want to live to get charity food to give me enough strength to go back to get more charity food.
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Charity Giving Strength Want

But the penciled sheets did not seem like nor smell like the library book so she had given it up, consoling herself with the vow that when she grew up, she would work hard, save money and buy every single book that she liked.

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But the penciled sheets did not seem like nor smell like the library book so she had given it up, consoling herself with the vow that when she grew up, she would work hard, save money and buy every single book that she liked.

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