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We've taken the world apart but we have no idea what to do with the pieces.
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world
pieces
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Chuck Palahniuk |
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The Young Man came to the Old Man seeking counsel. I broke something, Old Man. How badly is it broken? It's in a million little pieces. I'm afraid I can't help you. Why? There's nothing you can do. Why? It can't be fixed. Why? It's broken beyond repair. It's in a million little pieces.
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life
million
pieces
sad
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James Frey |
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I feel like a big faker because I've been putting my life back together, and nobody knows.
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life
pieces
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Stephen Chbosky |
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When I'm with him, I can feel myself getting better. It's like he's picking up broken pieces of me and putting me back together, and I don't even know he's doing it. We never talk about it. We don't go to therapy. He just loves me and that's enough.
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magic-bleeds
ilona-andrews
pieces
raphael
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Ilona Andrews |
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The information. Every bit that of information that was ever in your brain. But the information is not the mind Jenna. That we've never accomplished before. What we've done with you is groundbreaking. We cracked the code. The mind is an energy that the brain produces. Think of a glass ball twirling on your fingertip. If it falls, it shatters into a million pieces. All the parts of a ball are still there, but it will never twirl with that force on your fingertip again. The brain is the same way.
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mind
memories
brain
information
pieces
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Mary E. Pearson |
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One part of Judaism called tikkum olam. It says that the world has been broken into pieces. All this chaos, all this discord. And our job - everyone's job - is to try to put the pieces back together. To make things whole again ... Maybe we're the pieces. Maybe what we're supposed to do is come together. That's how we stop the breaking.
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tikkun-olam
broken
pieces
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Rachel Cohn |
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He placed a pinch of snow on his tongue and thought of making snow ice cream with Frank and their mother when they were small boys - 'First you stir in the vanilla' - Frank standing on a stool on his wondrously functional pre-Libya legs, the bullet that would sever his spinal cord still twenty-five years away but already approaching: a woman giving birth to a child who will someday pull the trigger on a gun, a designer sketching the weapon or its precursor, a dictator making a decision that will spark in the fullness of time into the conflagration that Frank will go overseas to cover for Reuters, the pieces of a pattern drifting closer together.
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frank-chaudhary
functional
jeevan-chaudhary
paraplegic
reuters
snow-cream
spinal-cord
the-fullness-of-time
vanilla
wondrous
designer
bullet
conflagration
pieces
dictator
patterns
libya
tongue
snow
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Emily St. John Mandel |