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The reason why I love people, and writing about them, is because they don’t always respond with hate and anger. If they did I wouldn’t have a story to tell. Who wants to know about someone who was brutalised and became brutal? I’m interested in the exceptions.

Chris Cleave

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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Girl Looks Stories
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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Brave Journey People
I think bravery means a different thing to everyone.
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Bravery Mean Thinking
I am a woman built upon the wreckage of myself.
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Built Woman Wreckage
We were exiles from reality that summer. We were refugees from ourselves.
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Reality Refugee Summer
I’m really interested in people’s decisions.
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Decision Interested People
Sad words are just another beauty. A sad story means, this storyteller is alive
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Alive Mean Stories
WWII was, without exaggeration, the biggest event in all of human history, and it is still within living memory.
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Events Memories Wwii
Nobody has the time to sit down and explain the first world from first principles.
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Down Nobody Principles World
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
The reason why I love people, and writing about them, is because they don’t always respond with hate and anger. If they did I wouldn’t have a story to tell. Who wants to know about someone who was brutalised and became brutal? I’m interested in the exceptions.
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Anger Hate Writing
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
If I can’t write it would be as if I died.
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Chasing Destroy Died Writing
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
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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Enough Jingoism War
I’m not happy with just repeating myself.
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Happy Just Not Repairing

The reason why I love people, and writing about them, is because they don’t always respond with hate and anger. If they did I wouldn’t have a story to tell. Who wants to know about someone who was brutalised and became brutal? I’m interested in the exceptions.

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The reason why I love people, and writing about them, is because they don’t always respond with hate and anger. If they did I wouldn’t have a story to tell. Who wants to know about someone who was brutalised and became brutal? I’m interested in the exceptions.

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