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.
CHRIS CLEAVEThere’s what people say, and there’s what people mean, and I like to explore the difference between the two.
More Chris Cleave Quotes
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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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We leave it up to books and movies to talk about WWII on our behalf.
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I’m really interested in people’s decisions.
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I think all of us are intrigued to imagine what we as individuals would become, if we were ever tested as hard as that golden generation was.
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Nobody has the time to sit down and explain the first world from first principles.
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Even for a girl like me, then, there comes a day when she can stop surviving and start living. To survive, you have to look good or talk good. But to end your story well– here is the truth– you have to talk yourself out of it.
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Sometimes we don’t notice that someone is being brave, because they are only doing something that seems quite easy for us.
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Andrew had a gift for deepening the incision he began.
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To be well in your mind you have first to be free.
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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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Yet war doesn’t end with armistice, it only ends with forgiveness and reconciliation.
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If I could not smile, I think my situation would be even more serious.
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And thus love makes fools of us all.
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If I can’t write it would be as if I died.
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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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