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“This must be the way most of us maneuver through the world, half knowing, half not, visited by memories that can’t possibly be true.”

“Reading was my escape and my comfort, my consolation, my stimulant of choice: reading for the pure pleasure of it, for the beautiful stillness that surrounds you when you hear an author’s words reverberating in your head.”

“I don’t get nearly enough credit in life for the things I manage not to say.”

“Personally, I don’t find swearing offensive. I do find, backstabbing, lying, being a judgmental asshole, cheating and f*cking people over offensive, but not swearing.”

I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment—we are all defined by something we can’t change.

I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.

May you be fortunate enough to have the time and energy to do what you love, after you’ve spent your time and energy doing what you’ve had to do.

I said I wasn’t interested, and she was bright enough to say that she wasn’t really interested either. As things turned out, we both overestimated our apathies, but not that much.