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Death, of course, is a refuge. It’s where you go when a new name, or a mask and cape, can no longer hide you from yourself. It’s where you run to when none of the principalities of your conscience will grant you asylum.

Chris Cleave

Nobody has the time to sit down and explain the first world from first principles.
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Down Nobody Principles World
Is it my fault if I do not look like an English girl and I do not talk like a Nigerian? Well, who says an English girl must have skin as pale as the clouds that float across her summers? Who says a Nigerian girl must speak in fallen English…?
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Clouds Girl Summer
A scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.
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Dying Mean Scar
Still shaking, in the pew, I understood that it isn’t the dead we cry for. We cry for ourselves, and I didn’t deserve my own pity.
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Cry Pity Understood
At this point in time the war [ WWII] is close enough to still feel hotly personal to a writer, yet far enough away so that jingoism and heroics are no longer required.
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Enough Jingoism War
A scar is never ugly. That is what the scar makers want us to think. A scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.
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Dying Mean Thinking
Things that we have to really dare ourselves to do come quite naturally to others.
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Dare Refuge Understand
I planned how I would kill myself in the time of Churchill (stand under bombs), Victoria (throw myself under a horse), and Henry the Eighth (marry Henry the Eighth)- Little Bee
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Bombs Horse Littles
Sometimes we don’t notice that someone is being brave, because they are only doing something that seems quite easy for us.
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Brave Easy Sometimes
If I could not smile, I think my situation would be even more serious.
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Serious Smile Thinking
If I can’t write it would be as if I died.
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Chasing Destroy Died Writing
I’m a much better writer for being a father.
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Being Better Father Much
WWII was, without exaggeration, the biggest event in all of human history, and it is still within living memory.
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Events Memories Wwii
Sad words are just another beauty. A sad story means, this storyteller is alive
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Alive Mean Stories
I think, in common with a lot of novelists, I wasn’t the most athletic guy at school.
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Guy School Thinking
Andrew had a gift for deepening the incision he began.
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Andrew Began Inciosn People

Death, of course, is a refuge. It’s where you go when a new name, or a mask and cape, can no longer hide you from yourself. It’s where you run to when none of the principalities of your conscience will grant you asylum.

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Death, of course, is a refuge. It’s where you go when a new name, or a mask and cape, can no longer hide you from yourself. It’s where you run to when none of the principalities of your conscience will grant you asylum.

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