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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.

Chris Cleave

I’m really interested in people’s decisions.
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Decision Interested People
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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Stories Talking Writing
Yet war doesn’t end with armistice, it only ends with forgiveness and reconciliation.
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Armistice Ends War
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
Everyone carries the weight of WWII with them in their recent family history, and yet it is rarely spoken about within families, because veterans and survivors don’t tend to talk.
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Survivor Veteran Weight
I’m not happy with just repeating myself.
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Happy Just Not Repairing
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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Capes Names Running
This is the forked tongue of grief again. It whispers in one ear: return to what you once loved best, and in the other ear it whispers, move on.
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Ears Grief Moving
Sad words are just another beauty. A sad story means, this storyteller is alive. The next thing you know something fine will happen to her, something marvelous, and then she will turn around and smile.
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Alive Mean Stories
Things that we have to really dare ourselves to do come quite naturally to others.
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Dare Refuge Understand
A scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.
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Dying Mean Scar
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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Dating Grandmother Men
Sad words are just another beauty. A sad story means, this storyteller is alive
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Alive Mean Stories
I write in the novel’s afterword that our recent wars “finish not with victory or defeat but with a calendar draw-down date and a presumption that we shall never be reconciled with the enemy”.
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Enemy War Writing
We were exiles from reality that summer. We were refugees from ourselves.
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Reality Refugee Summer
To be well in your mind you have first to be free.
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Firsts Mind Wells

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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