My arm was not what she needed, but the arm of someone else. My warmth was not what she needed, but the warmth of someone else.
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The others in the dorm thought I wanted to be a writer, because I was always alone with a book, but I had no such ambition. There was nothing I wanted to be.
Time expands, then contracts, all in tune with the stirrings of the heart.
Maybe she thought the garbage and rocks in your head were interesting. But finally, garbage is garbage and rocks are rocks.
Death was not the opposite of life. It was already here, within my being, it had always been here, and no struggle would permit me to forget that.
His heart, like mine, was ticking off the time allotted to his small restless body.
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