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I have never been carried around by a large boy, or laughed until my stomach hurt at the dinner table, or listened to the clamor of a hundred people all talking at once. Peace is restrained; this is free.

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I want people to come away from my book with questions. Questions about virtue and goodness. Not answers.
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Answer Away Book Come Goodness People Question Virtue
Killing you is not the worst thing they can do to you,” I say. “Controlling you is.
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Control Kill Thing Worst
I don’t want to stop you. I want you to stop yourself.
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Stop Want Yourself
My mother told me once that we can’t survive alone, but even if we could, we wouldn’t want to.
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Alone Could Even Mother Once Survive Told Want
The truth is… you are hurting me. Not on purpose, I know that. But I love you and every second that you don´t love me back…it hurts.
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Back Every Hurt Know Love Purpose Second Truth
Dauntless: being brave in the midst of fear.
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Being Brave Dauntless Fear Midst
Resisting is worth doing.
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Do Resist Worth
We are not people who touch each other carelessly; every point of contact between us feels important, a rush of energy and relief.
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Between Carelessly Contact Each Energy Every Feel Important Other People Point relief Rush Touch
Then I realize what it is. It’s him. Something about him makes me feel like I am about to fall. Or turn to liquid. Or burst into flames.
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About Burts Fall Feel Flame Like Liquid Make Realize Something
He stares at me, and I don’t look away. He isn’t a dog, but the same rules apply. Looking away is submissive.
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Apply Away Dog Look Rule Stare Submissive
I feel like what I have become is halfway between my mother and my father, violent and impulsive and desperate and afraid. I feel like I have lost control of what I have become.
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Afraid Become Control Desperate Father Feel Halfway Impulsive Lost Mother Violent
It reminds me that no embrace will ever feel the same again, because no one will ever be like her again, because she’s gone. She’s gone, and crying feels so useless, so stupid, but it’s all I can do.
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Again Embrace Ever Feel Gone Like Remind Same
I keep finding myself stifled by the company of others and then crippled by loneliness when I leave them.
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Company Find Keep Leave Loneliness Myself Other Them
I think you’re still the only person sharp enough to sharpen someone like me.
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Enough One Only Person Sharp Sharpenm Like Still Think
It will be difficult to break the habits of thinking Abnegation instilled in me, like tugging a single thread from a complex work of embroidery. But I will find new habits, new thoughts, new rules. I will become something else.
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Abnegation Break Difficult Else Embroidery Habit Installed Single Something Think Thread Tugging Work
I’m sick of doing bad things and liking it and then wondering what’s wrong with me. I want it to be over. I want to start again.
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Again Bad Do Like Wonder Over Sick Start Thing Wrong

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