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Dead, we are revealed in our true dimensions, and they are surprisingly modest.

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Michael Cunningham
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: November 6
Novelist
Poet
Screenwriter
University Teacher
Writer
Cincinnati
Ohio
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Surprisingly
Revealed
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Dead
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Perhaps, in the extravagance of youth, we give away our devotions easily and all but arbitrarily, on the mistaken assumption that we’ll always have more to give.
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But there are still the hours, aren't there? One and then another, and you get through that one and then, my god, there's another.
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I am beginning to understand the true difference between youth and age. Young people have time to make plans and think of new ideas. Older people need their whole energy to keep up with what’s already been set in motion.
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This is what you do. You make a future for yourself out of the raw material at hand.
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The secret of flight is this -- you have to do it immediately, before your body realizes it is defying the laws.
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We always worry about the wrong things, don't we?
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Her cake is a failure, but she is loved anyway. She is loved, she thinks, in more or less the way the gifts will be appreciated: because they have been given with good intentions , because they exist, because they are part of a world in which one wants what one gets.
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You could say I don't want for me be seen primarily as a gay writer. I've never hidden my sexuality. It matters that I'm gay, it matters that I'm white, it matters that I'm male, it matters that I'm American. But basically it's just less and less of a big deal.
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I have no useful theories about love and marriage.
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Dear Leonard. To look life in the face. Always to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it. To love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard. Always the years between us. Always the years. Always the love. Always the hours.
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Any other vexations to report? he asks. I love the word 'vexations.' It's the 'x.' Nice to jump off a 'v' and bite into an 'x' like that. Just the usual ones, she says. How was the weekend? Vexing. Not really, I just wanted to say it. You?
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As writers we must, from our very opening sentence, speak with authority to our readers.
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I don't think two people could have been happier than we have been.
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we become the stories we tell ourselves
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Here is the world, and you live in it, and are grateful. You try to be grateful.
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You want to give him the book of his own life, the book that will locate him, parent him, arm him for the changes.
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Venture too far for love, she tells herself, and you renounce citizenship in the country you've made for yourself.
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What does it mean to regret when you have no choice? It's what you can bear. And there it is... It was death. I chose life.
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These days, Clarissa believes, you measure people first by their kindness and their capacity for devotion. You get tired, sometimes, of wit and intellect everybody's little display of genius.
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People are more than you think they are. And they're less, as well. The trick lies in negotiating your way between the two.
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