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Life don’t come to you, Memphis. You gotta take it. We have to take it. Because ain’t nobody handing it to us.
Libba Bray
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Libba Bray
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: March 11
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Texas
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You evah hear of a magic screw?' I cough back a laugh. 'No. No, sir.
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She smiled as sweetly as a show poster for the glorified, all-American Ziegfeld girl just before dumping her second cigarette into Wally’s fresh cup of coffee.
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My misery is reaching epidemic proportions.
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I'm floating inside my skin. I could go on floating like this for days. Right now, the real world with its heartbreak and disappointments is just a pulse against the protective membrane we've drunk ourselves into. It's somewhere outside us, waiting. A Great and Terrible Beauty, Page 141, by
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Tonight, she went into the woods, and I fear she shall live in the woods of my soul for the rest of my days.
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I don't have time to feel sorry for myself. I've got to think.
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Reality is a state of mind. To the banker, the money in his ledger book is all very real, though he doesn't actually see it or touch it. But to the Brahma, it simply doesn't exist the way the air and the earth, pain and loss do. To him, the banker's reality is folly. To the banker, the Brahma's ideas are as inconsequential as dust.
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How terrible it is to have no cares, no longings. I do not fit. I feel too deeply and want too much. As cages go, it is a gilded one, but I shall not live well in it or any cage for that matter.
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Goodbye, I whisper at last, when it no longer matters and there is no one to hear it but the window.
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The vicar, whose name is Reverend Waite, leads us in prayers that all begin with 'O Lord' and end with our somehow not being worthy-sinners who have always been sinners and will forever more be sinners until we die. It isn't the most optimistic outlook I've ever heard but we're encouraged to keep trying anyway.
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It's so laughable that it's somewhere beyond comedy and right into tragedy again.
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Do you think they missed him terribly when he fell? Did God cry over his lost angel, I wonder?
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You set fire to my house, killed my family, and ate my dog. But steal my boyfriend? That's a step too far.
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She wished she were as inconsequential as the ghosts in her dreams.
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When you peeled back the skin, you were dealing with bone and muscle, blood and nerve endings. It was all the same. She liked the beautiful logic of the circulatory system, the elegance of the neurological, and the fierce warrior spirit of the heart. The body had rules and it had quirks.
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