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In your life there are a few places, or maybe only the one place, where something happened, and then there are all the other places.

Alice Munro

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Alice Munro
Age: 93
Born: 1931
Born: January 1
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They were all in their early thirties. An age at which it is sometimes hard to admit that what you are living is your life.
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He never wanted to be away from her. She had the spark of life.
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He was evidently the sort of person who posed questions that were traps for you to fall into.
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There is a limit to the amount of misery and disarray you will put up with, for love, just as there is a limit to the amount of mess you can stand around a house. You can't know the limit beforehand, but you will know when you've reached it. I believe this.
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And now such a warm commotion, such busy love.
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For we did makeup. But we didn't forgive each other. And we didn't take steps. And it got to be too late and we saw that each of us had invested too much in being in the right and we walked away and it was a relief.
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It's as if tendencies that seem most deeply rooted in our minds, most private and singular, have come in as spores on the prevailing wind, looking for any likely place to land, any welcome.
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Love removes the world for you, and just as surely when it's going well as when it's going badly.
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I sit watching the brown oceanic waves of dry country rising into the foothills and I weep monotonously, seasickly. Life is not like the dim ironic stories I like to read, it is like a daytime serial on television. The banality will make you weep as much as anything else.
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Why is it a surprise to find that people other than ourselves are able to tell lies?
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The skin of everyday appearances stretched over such shamelessness, such consuming explosions of lust.
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She would live now, not read.
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In twenty years I've never had a day when I didn't have to think about someone else's needs. And this means the writing has to be fitted around it.
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I loved taking off. In my own house, I seemed to be often looking for a place to hide - sometimes from the children but more often from the jobs to be done and the phone ringing and the sociability of the neighborhood. I wanted to hide so that I could get busy at my real work, which was a sort of wooing of distant parts of myself.
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My head was a magpie's nest lined with such bright scraps of information.
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You think that would have changed things? The answer is of course, and for a while, and never.
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Sometimes our connection is frayed, it is in danger, it seems almost lost. Views and streets deny knowledge of us, the air grows thin. Wouldn't we rather have a destiny to submit to, than, something that claims us, anything, instead of such flimsy choices, arbitrary days?
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I want my stories to move people ... to feel some kind of reward from the writing.
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Speculation can be more gentle, can take its time, when it is not driven by desire.
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If I decided to send this to you, where would I send it? When I think of writing the whole address on the envelope I am paralyzed. It's too painful to think of you in the same place with your life going on in the same way, minus me. And to think of you not there, you somewhere else but I don't know where that is, is worse.
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