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I could bear the memory, but I could not bear the music that made the memory such a killing thing.

Pat Conroy

Mama always taught her children that words were pretty, but anyone can talk. She said, pay attention to that man or woman who acted, who did, who performed. She taught us to trust in thing we could see, not that we heard.
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Always Anyone Can Children Mama Pretty Talk Taught Wor
There are no ideas in the South, just barbecue.
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Barbecue Idea Just No South
Laughter is the only strategy that has ever worked at all for me when my world is falling apart.
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All Apart Fall Laughter Strategy Work World
Anyone who knows me well must understand and be sympathetic to my genuine need to be my own greatest hero. It is not a flaw of character; it is a catastrophe.
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Anyone Genuine Greatest Hero Know Must Need Symoatheic Understand Well
It’s impossible to explain to a Yankee what `tacky’ is. They simply have no word for it up north, but my God, do they ever need one.
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Ever Explain God Impossible Need North Simply Tacky Word
Here is all I ask of a book- give me everything. Everything, and don’t leave out a single word.
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All Ask Book Everything Give Here Leave Single Word
I discovered that He had simply given me a different voice to praise the inexhaustible beauty of the made world.
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Beauty Different Discover Given Inexhaustible Made Praise Voice Word
I loved my parents… but that can never change the fact that my father’s violence ruined my childhood.
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Change Childhood Fact Father Love never Parent Run Violence
I lived with the terrible knowledge that one day I would be an old man still waiting for my real life to start. Already, I pitied that old man.
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Day Knowledge Life Live Man Old One Real Start Still Terrible Wait
It did not look like the work of God, but it might have represented the handicraft of a God with a joyous sense of humor, a dancing God who loved mischief as much as prayer, and playfulness as much as mischief.
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God Handicraft Joyous Look Might Represent Sense Of Humour Work
My attraction to story is a ceaseless current that runs through the center of me. My inexhaustible ardor for reading seems connected to my hunger for storylines that show up in both books and in the great tumbling chaos of life.
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Attraction Ceaseless Center Current Run Story
Teach them the quiet words of kindness, to live beyond themselves.
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Beyond Kindness Live Quiet Teach Them Themselves Word
Her library would have been valuable to a bibliophile except she treated her books execrably. I would rarely open a volume that she had not desecrated by underlining her favorite sections with a ball-point pen.
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Been Bibliophile Book Except Execrably Library Treated Vlaueble
Do you think that Hemingway knew he was a writer at twenty years old? No, he did not. Or Fitzgerald, or Wolfe. This is a difficult concept to grasp. Hemingway didn’t know he was Ernest Hemingway when he was a young man.
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Country Do Hemingway Knew Old People Person Think Writer Year
Once you have traveled, the voyage never ends, but is played out over and over again in the quietest chambers. The mind can never break off from the journey.
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Again Chamber End never Once Over Play Quester Travel Voyage
One does not know where love will take you.
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Know Love One Does Take

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