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.
CHRIS CLEAVEStill 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.
More Chris Cleave Quotes
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To be well in your mind you have first to be free.
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Things that we have to really dare ourselves to do come quite naturally to others.
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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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Horror in your country is something you take a dose of to remind yourself that you are not suffering from it.
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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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I’m really interested in people’s decisions.
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My paternal grandmother drove ambulances during the regional Blitz, in Birmingham.
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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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I am a woman built upon the wreckage of myself.
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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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We leave it up to books and movies to talk about WWII on our behalf.
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That is how we lived, happily and without hope. I was very young then, and I did not miss having a future because I did not know I was entitled to one.
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A scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.
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And thus love makes fools of us all.
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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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