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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.

Chris Cleave

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
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
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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Hope Missing Without Young
Sad words are just another beauty. A sad story means, this storyteller is alive
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Alive Mean Stories
I’m really interested in people’s decisions.
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Decision Interested People
My paternal grandmother drove ambulances during the regional Blitz, in Birmingham.
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Ambulance Birmingham Grandmother
I think bravery means a different thing to everyone.
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Bravery Mean Thinking
Nobody has the time to sit down and explain the first world from first principles.
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Down Nobody Principles World
If I can’t write it would be as if I died.
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Chasing Destroy Died Writing
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
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
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
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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Country Horror Suffering
I’m not happy with just repeating myself.
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Happy Just Not Repairing
Andrew had a gift for deepening the incision he began.
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Andrew Began Inciosn People

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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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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