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Scared is what you're feeling. Brave is what you're doing.
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courage
fear
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In the world I notice persons are nearly always stressed and have no time...I don't know how persons with jobs do the jobs and all the living as well...I guess the time gets spread very thin like butter all over the world, the roads and houses and playgrounds and stores, so there's only a little smear of time on each place, then everyone has to hurry on to the next bit.
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Emma Donoghue |
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Everybody's damaged by something.
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life
everybody
something
room
sad
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Emma Donoghue |
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People don't always want to be with people. It gets tiring.
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people
life
humans
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Emma Donoghue |
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If I was made of cake I'd eat myself before somebody else could.
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humor
self
child
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Emma Donoghue |
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Stories are a different kind of true.
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stories
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Emma Donoghue |
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When I was a little kid I thought like a little kid, but now I'm five I know everything
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Emma Donoghue |
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I've seen the world and I'm tired now.
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Emma Donoghue |
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Goodbye, Room." I wave up at Skylight. "Say goodbye," I tell Ma. "Goodbye, Room." Ma says it but on mute. I look back one more time. It's like a crater, a hole where something happened. Then we go out the door."
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motherhood
suffering
love
loyalty
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Emma Donoghue |
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I think is man talk for .
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Emma Donoghue |
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Sometimes when persons say it sounds actually less true.
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truth
definitely
emphasis
exaggeration
uncertainty
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Emma Donoghue |
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Everyone's got a different story.
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peoples
stories
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Emma Donoghue |
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People move around so much in the world, things get lost.
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travel
world
people
lost
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Emma Donoghue |
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I think about Old Nick carrying me into the truck, I'm dizzy like I'm going to fall down. "Scared is what you're feeling," says Ma, "but brave is what you're doing." "Huh?" "Scaredybrave." "Scave." Word sandwiches always make her laugh but I wasn't being funny."
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Emma Donoghue |
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The world is always changing brightness and hotness and soundness, I never know how it's going to be the next minute.
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Emma Donoghue |
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E]verywhere I'm looking at kids, adults mostly don't seem to like them, not even the parents do. They call the kids gorgeous and so cute, they make the kids do the thing all over again so they can take a photo, but they don't want to actually play with them, they'd rather drink coffee talking to other adults. Sometimes there's a small kid crying and the Ma of it doesn't even hear.
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kids
caring
cuteness
neglect
pretense
hypocrisy
parents
children
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Emma Donoghue |
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This is a bad story." "Sorry. I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have told you." "No, you should," I say. "But--" "I don't want there to be bad stories and me not know them."
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innocence
stories
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Emma Donoghue |
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When I tell her what I'm thinking and she tells me what she's thinking, our each ideas jumping into the other's head, like coulouring blue crayon on top of yellow that makes green.
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colors
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Emma Donoghue |
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It's called mind over matter. If we don't mind, it doesn't matter." When a bit of me hurts, I always mind."
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Emma Donoghue |
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I remember manners, that's when people are scared to make other persons mad.
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reticence
politeness
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Emma Donoghue |
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The sound of the pages turning was the sound of magic. The dry liquid feel of paper under fingertips was what magic felt like.
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fantasy
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Emma Donoghue |
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A lot of the world seems to repeat itself
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inspirational
reality-of-life
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Emma Donoghue |
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In the world I notice persons are nearly always stressed and have no time. Even Grandma often says that, but she and Steppa don't have jobs, so I don't know how persons with jobs do the jobs and all the living as well. In Room me and Ma had time for everything. I guess the time gets spread very thin like butter over all the world, the roads and houses and playgrounds and stores, so there's only a little smear of time on each place, then eve..
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Emma Donoghue |
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I look back one more time. It's like a crater, a hole where something happened.
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Emma Donoghue |
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Me and Ma have a deal, we're going to try everything one time so we know what we like.
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Emma Donoghue |
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And as the years flowed by, some villagers told travelers of a beast and a beauty who lived in the castle and could be seen walking on the battlements, and others told of two beauties, and others, of two beasts.
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love
perceptions
fairy-tales-for-adults
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Emma Donoghue |
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Change for your own sake, if you must, not for what you imagine another will ask of you.
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Emma Donoghue |
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Outside has everything. Whenever I think of a thing now like skis or fireworks or islands or elevators or yo-yos, I have to remember they're real, they're actually happening in Outside all together. It makes my head tired. And people too, firefighters teachers burglars babies saints soccer players and all sorts, they're all really in Outside. I'm not there, though, me and Ma, we're the only ones not there. Are we still real?
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reality
outside
perspective
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Emma Donoghue |
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Maybe I'm a human, but I'm a me-and-Ma as well.
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thoughts-on-life
ma
jack
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Emma Donoghue |
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You know who you belong to, Jack?" "Yeah." "Yourself." He's wrong, actually, I belong to Ma."
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mother
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Emma Donoghue |
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For all the books in his possession, he still failed to read the stories written plain as day in the faces of the people around him.
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human-nature
stories
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Emma Donoghue |
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There's not a thing wrong with you, you're right the whole way through.
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Emma Donoghue |
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When I was four I thought everything in TV was just TV, then I was five and Ma unlied about lots of it being pictures of real and Outside being totally real. Now I'm in Outside but it turns out lots of it isn't real at all.
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Emma Donoghue |
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I looked in my mirror and saw, not myself, but every place I'd never been.
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Emma Donoghue |
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Ma's still nodding. "You're the one who matters, though. Just you." I shake my head till it's wobbling because there's no just me."
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Emma Donoghue |
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There are some tales not for telling, whether because they are too long, too precious, too laughable, too painful, too easy to need telling or too hard to explain. After all, after years and travels my secrets are all I have left to chew on in the night.
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Emma Donoghue |
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sentences swallowed and sung back and swallowed all over again. She was made entirely out of words.
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Emma Donoghue |
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I don't know why hurting means getting better.
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Emma Donoghue |
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It's weird to have something that's mine-not-Ma's. Everything else is both of ours. I guess my body is mine and the ideas that happen in my head. But my cells are made out of her cells so I'm kind of hers.
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Emma Donoghue |
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A fast didn't go fast; it was the slowest thing there was. Fast meant a door shut fast, firmly. A fastness, a fortress. To fast was to hold fast to emptiness, to say no and no and no again.
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Emma Donoghue |
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Writing stories is my way of scratching that itch: my escape from the claustrophobia of individuality. It lets me, at least for a while, live more than one life, walk more than one path. Reading, of course, can do the same.
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Emma Donoghue |
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I bang my head on a faucet. "Careful." Why do persons only say that after the hurt?"
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Emma Donoghue |
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Sometimes you must shed your skin to save it.
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fairy-tales
inspirational
skin
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Emma Donoghue |
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08f1c02
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Vitamins are medicine for not getting sick and going back to Heaven yet.
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Emma Donoghue |