If I can’t write it would be as if I died.
CHRIS CLEAVESad words are just another beauty. A sad story means, this storyteller is alive
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If I could not smile, I think my situation would be even more serious.
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Yet war doesn’t end with armistice, it only ends with forgiveness and reconciliation.
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I’m really interested in people’s decisions.
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I know that the hopes of this whole human world can fit inside one soul.
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Sad words are just another beauty. A sad story means, this storyteller is alive
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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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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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I’m not happy with just repeating myself.
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We no longer need to show people being brave: instead, we can examine how they became brave. We can assume that they didn’t start out that way. If we allow that they started out just like us, then their journey into courage becomes both more fascinating and more impressive.
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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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Nobody has the time to sit down and explain the first world from first principles.
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The only bad days as a writer are the ones when you are too cowardly or too lazy to sit down at the keyboard and give it everything you have.
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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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Psychiatry in this place is like serving an in-flight meal in the middle of a plane crash. If I wanted to make you well, as a doctor, I should be giving you a parachute, not a cheese-and-pickle sandwich.
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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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