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"You know how we always been - we nearly all the time understand each other pretty well without any kind of throbs either way. Well, that's the closest I ever want to be to any man again."

"Don't you ever start thinking backward? You know it's like I got to wear blinders all the time so I won't think sideways or in the past. All I can let myself think about is going to work every day and fixing meals and baby's future."

Or perhaps, when there is love, the widowed must stay for the resurrection of the beloved - so that the one who has gone is not really dead, but grows and is created for a second time in the soul of the living

The music left only this bad hurt in her, and a blankness. She could not remember any of the symphony, not even the last few notes. She tried to remember, but no sound at all came to her. Now that it was over there was only her heart like a rabbit and this terrible hurt.

Wonderful music like this was the worst hurt there could be. The whole world was this symphony, and there was not enough of her to listen.

He would tell them in simple words, always the same way, and with the years it came to be a sort of angry poem which he had always known by heart.

It is not more children we need but more chances for the ones already on earth.

"Wherever you look there's meanness and corruption. This room, this bottle of grape wine, these fruits in the basket, are all products of profit and loss. A fellow can't live without giving his passive acceptance to meanness. Somebody wears his tail to a frazzle for every mouthful we eat and every stitch we wear - and nobody seems to know. Everybody is blind, dumb, and blunt-headed - stupid and mean."

"I read books that tell the pure honest truth. I read them over and over, and the more I study the madder I get. [...] But what I'm getting at is this. When a person KNOWS and can't make the others understand, what does he do?"

"Resentment is the most precious flower of poverty. Yeah."