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sometimes the only way we can survive our own memories is to shape them into a story that makes sense out of events that seem inexplicable.
When you have so little, just the smallest thing can make you happy—and
There were so many desperate people on the streets crying for help that you had to shut off your heart or the pain would be too much. After a while you can’t care anymore. And that is what hell is like.
Up in the mountains, surrounded by nature, I felt closer to my real self than at any time I have known.
when you have more words to describe the world, you increase your ability to think complex thoughts.
