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I thought about how one tiny decision can change a life. A decision that takes only a split second to make.

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Anita Shreve
Age: 71 †
Born: 1946
Born: October 7
Died: 2018
Died: March 29
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Dedham Massachusetts
Anita Hale Shreve
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Thought
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To ward off a feeling of failure, she joked that she could wallpaper her bathroom with rejection slips, which she chose not to see as messages to stop, but rather as tickets to the game.
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the enduring struggle to capture in words the infinite possibilities of a life not lived.
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I loved him, Muire said. We were in love. As if that were enough.
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To leave, after all, was not the same as being left.
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And so a person can never promise to love someone forever because you never know what might come up, what terrible thing the person you love might do.
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Odd how intensely you knew a person, or thought you did, when you were in love-soaked, drenched in love-only to discover later that perhaps you didn't know that person quite as well as you had imagined.
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