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Maybe that was the trick to life: to notice all the tiny moments in the day when everything else fell away and, for a split second, or maybe even a few seconds, you had no worries, only pleasure, only appreciation of what was right in front of you.
the knowledge that everything would change, the good and the bad, and so you might as well appreciate the good.
She felt like she always had on certain summer nights, like she was already missing the moment that she was still living inside.
She’d never even considered all the things she could have, or all the things she couldn’t.
Women could say anything to her, and she would smile—if a man had said it, Alice would have scowled and crossed the street.
