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d3dc1e8
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In the sky there are always answers and explanations for everything: every pain, every suffering, joy and confusion.
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gone
grandmother
inspiration
ishmael
long
sky
way
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Ishmael Beah |
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a63c33d
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Why would Roman gods want to date Chinese Canadians?
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grandmother
heroes-of-olympus
humor
percy-jackson-and-the-olympians
son-of-neptune
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Rick Riordan |
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28b1181
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"And now you're off to Port Caynn. Watch them sailor lads. They'll have your skirts up and a babe in your belly afore you know what you're about." "Everyone keep warning me about sailors," I complained. "Why can't someone tell the sailors to stay clear of me?" Granny snorted. "Oh, you're the fierce one now! Just take care no one else catches you unawares and knocks you on the nob!"
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grandmother
humor
men
sailors
sex
warning
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Tamora Pierce |
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6726d07
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"Peabody, you never cease to amaze me." "One day I'll tell you about my granny and her five lovers." "Five lovers isn't abnormal for a woman's lifetime." "Not in her lifetime; last month. All at the same time." Peabody glanced up, deadpan. "She's ninety-eight. I hope to take after her."
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grandmother
lovers
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J.D. Robb |
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7bb5dbc
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"Gran, for the gods' love, it's talk like yours that starts riots!" I said keeping my voice down. "Will you just put a stopper in it?" She looked at me and sighed. "Girl, do you ever take a breath and wonder if folk don't put out bait for you? To see if you'll bite? You'll never get a man if you don't relax." My dear old Gran. It's a wonder her children aren't every one of them as mad as priests, if she mangles their wits as she mangles mine. "Granny, "I told her, "this is dead serious. I can't relax, no more than any Dog. I'm not shopping for a man. That's the last thing I need."
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baiting
bickering
crazy
family-relationship
granddaughter
grandmother
humor
single-women
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Tamora Pierce |
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f2a493a
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Kids are hard -they drive you crazy and break your heart- whereas grandchildren make you feel great about life, and yourself, and your ability to love someone unconditionally, finally, after all these years.
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grandmother
grandparents
kids
motherhood
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Anne Lamott |
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2082645
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What she showed me was, Yes, I am Grandmother as she is; there is no separation, really, between us. And that, on this planet, Grandmother Earth, there is no higher authority. That our inseparability is why the planet will be steered to safety by Grandmother/Grandmothers or it will not be steered to safety at all.
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grandmother
grandmothers
wisdom
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Alice Walker |
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0b3c59f
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She loved them so much that she felt a kind of hollowness on the inner surface of her arms whenever she looked at them- an ache of longing to pull them close and hold them tight against her.
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grandchildren
grandmother
grandparents
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Anne Tyler |
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cdf2d84
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A une epoque de sa vie, il y avait de cela de nombreuses annees, elle avait perdu sa foi en Dieu. Elle l'avait maudit, hai, accuse d'etre responsable de tous les maux de la terre. Mais le mal n'etait pas une creation de Dieu. L'homme avait invente le mal. Finalement, elle avait reussi a pardonner a Dieu.
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grandmother
istanbul
london
love
past
secret
secret-affair
suspense
turkey
united-kingdom
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Barbara Taylor Bradford |
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2464cc1
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Best thing she could do. Going to take her to stay with my grandmother.' 'By Jove!' exclaimed Ferdy, much struck. 'Devilish good notion of yours, Gil! As long as she ain't dead.' 'Of course she ain't dead!' said Mr Ringwood, with a touch of impatience. 'How could I take Kitten to stay with her if she was?
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gil
grandmother
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Georgette Heyer |
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2c994de
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We believed in our grandmother's cooking more fervently than we believed in God. Her culinary prowess was one of our family's primal stories, like the cunning of the grandfather I never met, or the single fight of my parents' marriage. We clung to those stories and depended on them to define us. We were the family that chose its battles wisely, and used wit to get out of binds, and loved the food of our matriarch.
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food
grandmother
heritage
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Jonathan Safran Foer |
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f91b93c
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Fool! Never wait on a man! Let him wait on himself!
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grandmother
love
man-and-woman
relationships
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V.C. Andrews |
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65a8a7a
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You look very well - at least, you would if you didn't make such a figure of yourself in that rig! When I was a girl, no gentleman would have dreamed of paying a social call without powder, let me tell you! Enough to make your grandfather turn in his grave to see what you've all come to, with your skimpy coats, and your starched collars, and not a bit of lace to your neckcloth, or your wristbands! If you can sit down in those skin-tight breeches, or pantaloons, or whatever you call 'em, do so!
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grandmother
regency-world
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Georgette Heyer |