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Crying wasn't like riding a bike. Give it up, and you quickly forget how it's done.
Alice Hoffman
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Alice Hoffman
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: March 16
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The voice that arises out of the silence is something no one can imagine until it is heard. It roars when it speaks, it lies to you and convinces you, it steals from you and leaves you without a single word of comfort.
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How could I have been so stupid to ignore everything I’d had in my life? The color red alone was worth kingdoms.
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