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THE DAYS PASSED. THE SUN ROSE and set and rose and set again and again. Sometimes the
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She had on a spangled top that sparkled like fish scales. Her hair was very yellow. She looked like a mermaid in a bad mood. (p. 82 RAYMIE NIGHTINGALE)
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Quest. Say it, reader. Say the word "quest" lout loud. It is an extraordinary word, isn't it? So small and yet so full of wonder, so full of hope."
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Louisiana stood up again. She was holding Bunny close to her chest. She faced forward. 'Go faster,' she said. 'Are you kidding?' said Beverly. 'Who do you think you are? Some kind of queen? We're pushing as hard as we can. This grocery cart is worthless. It's like the wheels aren't even wheels. It's like they're squares or something.
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Listen, said Beverly. Let me tell you something. There is no Very Friendly Animal Center. That cat is long gone.
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loss
pets
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though Peter. 'Eat,' said Leo Matienne again, very gently. Peter looked the truth of what he had lost full in the face. And then he ate.
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grief
loss
family
food
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you got to remember, you can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they are doing now.
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absolutely
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But perhaps you do not understand. I was crippled, crippled by an elephant that came through the roof - Madam LaVaughn
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He allowed his brother to lead him to his fate.
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You can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they're doing now.
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Stall! Delay! Obfuscate! "Let's," said Flora."
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How many times, Edward wondered, would he have to leave without getting the chance to say goodbye?
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loved
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I believe, sometimes, that the whole world has an aching heart
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Beware of the brokenhearted," said the grandmother, "for they will lead you astray."
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sight
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At the last moment, Antoinette came out of her faint and shouted one word to her child. That word, reader, was adieu... Adieu is the French word for farewell.
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inspirational
writing-from-the-heart
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To have someone get out of bed and bring you little fishes and sit with you as you eat them in the dark of night. To hum to you. This is love.
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the story of an unlikely hero
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And perhaps what matters when all is said and done is not who puts us down but who picks us up.
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Reader, you may ask this question; in fact, you must ask this question: Is it ridiculous for a very small, sickly, big-eared mouse to fall in love with a beautiful human princess named Pea? The answer, is...yes. Of course, it's ridiculous. Love is ridiculous. But love is also wonderful. And powerful.
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If every babe who cried were still alive, well, then, the world would be a very crowded place, indeed.
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There are those hearts, reader, that never mend again once they are broken. Or if they do mend, they heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman.
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I ask you, why is it so hard to stay away from the euphemisms? They creep in, always, and attempt to make the difficult things more pleasing.
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know to be a safe port in a storm?" Flora suddenly remembered her dream, how warm William Spiver's hand had felt in her own. She blushed. Whom did she trust? Good grief, she trusted William Spiver."
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Magic is always impossible. It begins with the impossible and ends with the impossible and is impossible in between. That's why it is magic.
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fantasy
illustrations
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If you have no intention of loving or being loved then the whole journey is pointless
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I have been loved, Edward told the stars.
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Sometimes, it seemed like everybody in the world was lonely.
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Here is something I have learned: you should never expect help from someone who perpetually has their hair in curlers.
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Flora hated the phrase "correct me if I'm wrong." In her experience, people only said it when they knew they were right."
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It was astonishing, really, what people could live through. Flora felt cheered up all of a sudden, just thinking about eating seal blubber and doing impossible things, surviving when the odds were against her and her squirrel. They
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There are those hearts, reader, that never mend again once they are broken. Or, if they do mend, they heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman.
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And that, after all, is how it ended. Quietly. In a world muffled by the gentle, forgiving hand of snow.
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So much happiness!" said Dr. Meescham. "This is how it was when I was a girl in Blundermeecen. Like this. Always opening the door in the middle of the night and finding the face of someone you wanted to see. Well, not always. Sometimes it was the face of someone you did not want to see. But always, always in Blundermeecen, you opened the door because you could not stop hoping that on the other side of it would be the face of someone you lov..
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You must wonder who will love you, whom you will love next.
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greatly. If you have no intention of loving or being loved, then the whole journey is pointless.
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Where had Mrs. Borkowski's should gone? (p. 139)
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What you giving me them shifty-eyed looks for?
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A what?" said Willie May."
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she gave her a good clout to the ear.
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composed
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Kentucky
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