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Why do they not teach you that time is a finger snap and an eye blink, and that you should not allow a moment to pass you by without taking joyous, ecstatic note of it, not wasting a single moment of its swift, breakneck circuit?

Pat Conroy

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
The safe places could only be visited; they could only grant a momentary intuition of sanctuary. The moment always came when we had to return to our real life to face the wounds and grief indigenous to our homr by the river.
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Could Grant Intuition Momentary Only Place Safe Sanctuary Vist
I don’t know why it is that I have always been happier thinking of somewhere I have been or wanted to go, than where I am at the time. I find it difficult to be happy in the present.
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Always Am Been Go Happier Have Know Somewhere Want Where
Good writing … involves the agony of turning profoundly difficult thoughts into lucid form, then forcing them into the tight-fitting uniform of language, making them visible and clear.
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Agony Difficult Fit Force Good Human Into Kucid Profound Thought Tight Write
I’ve always found paranoia to be a perfectly defensible position.
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Always Defensible Found Paranoia Perfectly Position
You touch them as they quiver with a divine pleasure. You read them and they fall asleep to happy dreams for the next 10 years. If you do them the favor of understanding them, of taking in their portions of grief and wisdom, then they settle down in contented residence in your heart.
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Asleep Down Dream Grief Happy Kindness Portion Quicker Settle Touch Wisdom 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
I had come to a place where I was meant to be. I don’t mean anything so prosaic as a sense of coming home. This was different, very different. It was like arriving at a place much safer than home.
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Anything Be Come Home Mean Meant Place Prosaic Sense
I could bear the memory, but I could not bear the music that made the memory such a killing thing.
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Bear Could Could Music Kill Made Memory Such Thing
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
Man wonders but God decides When to kill the Prince of Tides.
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Decide God Kill Man Prince Tide Wonder
The mind is an intricate mechanism that can be run on the fuels of both victory and defeatism.
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Both Defeatism Fuel Intricate Mechanism Mind Run Victory
A family is one of nature’s solubles; it dissolves in time like salt in rainwater.
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Dissolve Family Nature One Rainwater Salt Soluble Time
I prayed hard and only gradually became aware that this fierce praying was a way of finding prologue and entrance into my own writing. This came as both astonishment and relief. When I thought God had abandoned me,
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Aware Entrance Fierce Find Gradual Hard Only Own Pray Prologue
Once I had told her that I would rather see a museum bombed than a book underlined, but she dismissed my argument as mere sentimentality. She marked her books so that stunning images and ideas would not be lost to her.
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Argument Bomb Dismiss Image Museum Once Sentimentality Stunning Told Underline
Red Hook Road made me happy, and happy to be alive. It took me out of my home on the coast of South Carolina, placed me in the town along Red hook Road, and changed me the way good books always do.
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Alive Happy Hook Made Red Road

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