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Sometimes now was enough. Sometimes it was everything.

Mary Balogh

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Mary Balogh
Age: 80
Born: 1944
Born: March 24
Novelist
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Abertawe
Everything
Enough
Sometimes

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I would be consumed by you,' she said, and blinked her eyes furiously when she felt them fill with tears. 'You would sap all the energy and all the joy from me. You would put out all the fire of my vitality.' 'Give me a chance to fan the flames of that fire,' he said, 'and to nurture your joy.
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Was memory always as much of a burden as it could sometimes be a blessing.
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Everyone was a rose but even more complex than a mere flower. Everyone was made up of infinitely layered petals. And everyone had something indescribably precious at the heart of their being. No one was shallow. Not really.
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I do beg you to have some regard for my pride. A million years? I assure you I would stop asking after the first thousand.
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Tears never were worth the effort of crying them.
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Fear is a powerful beast, if it is allowed the mastery.
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Stop being so fruitlessly busy and dream. Use your imagination. Reach out into the unknown and dream of how you can enlarge your experience and improve your mind and your soul and your world.
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There is nothing worse, is there, she said, than a past that has never been fully dealt with. One can convince oneself, that it is all safely in the past and forgotten about, but the very fact that we can tell ourselves that it is forgotten proves that it is not.
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I have read somewhere that we often spend a lifetime searching for what we already have.
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Why do I want to run from happiness?
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I'm terrified that I will never be able to put him from my mind. I don't love him but I'm afraid that he will make it impossible for me ever to love anyone else.
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The worst thing about loneliness is that it brings one face to face with oneself.
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My happiness has to come from within myself or it is too fragile a thing to be of any use to me and too much of a burden to benefit any of my loved ones.
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Have you noticed, she asked him, how we live much of our lives in the past and most of the rest of it in the future? Have you noticed how often the present moment slips by quiet unnoticed?
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If you have always suspected your sister of an inclination to madness, it will be my pleasure to confirm your worst fears.
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Nothing is permanently perfect. But there are perfect moments and the will to choose what will bring about more perfect moments.
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But parents, she supposed, were not the pinnacle of perfection their children thought or expected them to be. They were humans who usually did the best they could but often made the wrong choices.
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Love does not last forever, then? He asked me the same thing this morning, she said. No, it does not - not love that has been betrayed. One realizes that one has loved a mirage, someone who never really existed. Not that love dies immediately or soon, even then. But it does die and cannot be revived.
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But a mother-son relationship is not a coequal one, is it? He is lonely with only you just as you are lonely with only him.
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One day you will learn that love does not always betray you.
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