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If all we are allowed is hours, minutes, I want to be able to etch each of them on to my memory with exquisite clarity so that I can recall them at moments like this, when my very soul feels blackened.

Jojo Moyes

Is that it forces you to rethink your idea of who you are. Or how you might seem to other people.
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I can’t do this because I can’t…I can’t be the man I want to be with you. And that means that this – this just becomes…another reminder of what I am not.
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I could have told you. I hate horses, and horse racing. Always have. But you didn’t bother to ask me.
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Always Ask Bother Hate Horse Race Told
Only you, Will Traynor, could tell a woman how to wear a bloody dress.
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Bloody Dress Only Tell Wear Will Woman You
I let him know a hurt had been mended in a way that he couldn’t have known, and for that alone there would always be a piece of me indebted to him.
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Alone Always Been Him Hurt Indebled Know Known Let Mend Peace
I am conscious that knowing me has caused you pain, and grief, and I hope that one day when you are less angry with me and less upset you will see not just that I could only have done the thing that I did, but also that this will help you live a really good life, a better life, than if you hadn’t met me.
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Somewhere in this world is a man who loves you, who understands how precious and clever and kind you are.
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Kind Love Man Precious Somewhere Understand World
My nerve endings seemed to have come alive; they almost jangled with anticipation I was going to see Will. Whatever else,
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That old hangover is just toying with you, working out when to bite.
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Bite Hangover Just Old Out Toy Work
Oh, Clark,if you had any idea what I want to do to you right now.And I…i can’t live with that knowledge. I can’t. It’s Not who I am. I can’t be the kind of man who just…accepts.
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Most days now his loss is a part of her, an awkward weight she carries around, invisible to everyone else, subtly altering the way she moves through the day. But today, the Anniversary of the day he died, is a day when all bets are off.
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Alter Anniversary Awkward Carry Day Everyone Invisible Lost Most Move Subtily
I hadn’t realized that music could unlock things in you, could transport you to somewhere even the composer hadn’t predicted. It left an imprint in the air around you, as if you carried its remnants with you when you went.
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Composer Predict Realize Thing Unlock
Believe me, you have to have a certain confidence in your powers of descretion to let a dentist loose with a drill in your mouth less than an hour after you’ve…um…entertained his wife.
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I thought, briefly, that I would never feel as intensely connected to the world, to another human being, as I did at that moment.
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I held him close and said nothing, all the while telling him silently that he was loved. Oh, but he was loved.
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“You cut yourself off from all sorts of experiences because you tell yourself you are ‘not that sort of person'” “But, I’m not.” “How do you know?
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If all we are allowed is hours, minutes, I want to be able to etch each of them on to my memory with exquisite clarity so that I can recall them at moments like this, when my very soul feels blackened.

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If all we are allowed is hours, minutes, I want to be able to etch each of them on to my memory with exquisite clarity so that I can recall them at moments like this, when my very soul feels blackened.

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