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There is no teacher more discriminating or transforming than loss.

Pat Conroy

Every woman I had ever met who walked through the world appraised and classified by an extraordinary physicality had also received the keys to an unbearable solitude. It was the coefficient of their beauty, the price they had to pay.
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Appraise Classified Ever Every Extraordinary Met Physicality Walk Woman World
Walking the streets of Charleston in the late afternoons of August was like walking through gauze or inhaling damaged silk.
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Afternoon August Damage Gauze Inghail Later People Person Silk Street Though Walk
Except for memory, time would have no meaning at all.
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All Except Meaning Memory No Time
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
Cameras are a lifesaver for very shy people who have nowhere else to hide. Behind a lens they can disguise the fact that they have nothing to say to strangers.
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Camera Else Hide Lifesaver Nowhere People Shy Very
She had so mastered the strategies of camouflage that her own history had seemed a series of well-placed mirrors that kept her hidden from herself.
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Camouflage Her History Kept Master Mirror Own Pace Seem She Strategy Well
Baseball fans love numbers. They love to swirl them around their mouths like Bordeaux wine.
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Around Baseball Bordeaux Fan Love Mouth Number Swirl Wine
There’s no word in the language I revere more than ‘teacher.’ My heart sings when a kid refers to me as his teacher, and it always has. I’ve honored myself and the entire family of man by becoming a teacher.
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Always Heart Language More No Refer Reverse Sing Teacher Word
South Carolina is not a state; it is a cult.
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Cult South State
No story is a straight line. The geometry of a human life is too imperfect and complex, too distorted by the laughter of time and the bewildering intricacies of fate to admit the straight line into its system of laws.
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Distort Geometry Human Imperfect Laughter Life Line Story Straight Time
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
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?
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Allow Blink Eye Finger Moment Pass Should Snap Teach Time
One of the greatest gifts you can get as a writer is to be born into an unhappy family.
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Born Family Get Gift Greatest One Unhappy Writer
Love’s action. It isn’t talk and it never has been.
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Action Beem Love never Talk
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
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

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