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Then a little voice in him said, Let go, let go, let go

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Alice Sebold
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: September 6
Novelist
Writer
Madison
Wisconsin
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Littles
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Books and novels in particular that grapple with quite a few things are difficult to explain, so I think that first line can come in a substitute for trying to form a longer sense of what the book is about.
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There was our father, the heart we knew held all of us. Held us heavily and desperately, the doors of his heart opening and closing with the rapidity of stops on an instrument, the quiet felt closures, the ghostly fingering, practice and practice and then, incredibly, sound and melody and warmth.
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If I had but an hour of love,if that be all that is given me,an hour of love upon this earth,I would give my love to thee.
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He took the hat from my mouth. ''Tell me you love me'', he said. Gently I did. The end came anyway
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I was trying to prove to them and to myself that I was still who I had always been. I was beautiful, if fat. I was smart, if loud. I was good, if ruined.
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The sun came through the branches of the tree above her, and Ruth looked up past them. I think she listens, she said, too softly to be heard.
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As she brought prospective buyers through, the realtor said it was an oil stain, but it was me, seeping out of the bag.
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You look invincible,' my mother said one night. I loved these times, when we seemed to feel the same thing. I turned to her, wrapped in my thin gown, and said: I am.
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Life is a perpetual yesterday for us.
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In my 20s, I railed against anything 'spiritual', I thought it was all crap.
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Because horror on Earth is real and it is every day. It is like a flower or like the sun it cannot be contained.
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I like gardening - it's a place where I find myself when I need to lose myself.
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I was like I was in science class: I was curious.
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The relationship with the words someone uses is more intimate and integrated than just a quick read and a blurb can ever be. This intimacy - the words on the page being sent back and forth from engaged editor to open author - is unique in my experience.
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How to Commit the Perfect Murder was an old game in heaven. I always chose the icicle: the weapon melts away.
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Nothing is ever certain.
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Each time I told my story, I lost a bit, the smallest drop of pain. It was that day that I knew I wanted to tell the story of my family. Because horror on Earth is real and it is every day. It is like a flower or like the sun it cannot be contained.
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Learn a language of another country and then you can go to that country: a place where the problems of your family will not follow. A language they do not speak.
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The dead are never exactly seen by the living, but many people seem acutely aware of something changed around them. They speak of a chill in the air. The mates of the deceased wake from dreams and see a figure standing at the end of thier bed, or in a doorway, or boarding, phantomlike, a city bus.
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The alcohol had the effect of making the black cloth blacker. This amused her she had noted in her journal: booze affects material as it does people.
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