If I could not smile, I think my situation would be even more serious.
CHRIS CLEAVEI 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
More Chris Cleave Quotes
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My maternal grandmother was in London during the Blitz. Indeed, the man she was dating before she met my grandfather was killed beside her in a cinema, in 1941, when a bomb came through the roof – a tragedy in which she herself was badly wounded.
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WWII was, without exaggeration, the biggest event in all of human history, and it is still within living memory.
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I think, in common with a lot of novelists, I wasn’t the most athletic guy at school.
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I’m really interested in people’s decisions.
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[My maternal grandmother ] was a teacher in London and elsewhere during the war, although the children she taught were not the “lost children” who feature in the novel – those come from my research.
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I’m not happy with just repeating myself.
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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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And thus love makes fools of us all.
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I think bravery means a different thing to everyone.
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A scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.
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My paternal grandmother drove ambulances during the regional Blitz, in Birmingham.
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This thing with being lovers, it isn’t like being married.
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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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I know that the hopes of this whole human world can fit inside one soul.
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I could not stop talking because now I had started my story, it wanted to be finished. We cannot choose where to start and stop. Our stories are the tellers of us.
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