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“Hungry? Thirsty? Tired and need a place to lay your head? Need your shoe tied? A book read? A ride to baseball? New sheets for your dorm? A babysitter for your kids? A quiet cup of tea? Do you need help navigating a problem? A heartache? A loss? Celebrating a win? Want motivation? Validation? To be challenged? To be held? To be loved? Call a mom.”

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“Помня всички нужни и ненужни подробности от този първи ден на втория ми живот, но най-вече помня странното, напрегнато усещане, че не съм взел със себе си нещо крайно необходимо. Че не би трябвало да се качвам в самолета без него, но няма как да го побера нито в ръчния багаж, нито в куфара и ще трябва да го оставя тук завинаги.”

“Las partes feas no desaparecen si miras a otro lado. Las equivocaciones no se borran con goma. Lo que se guarda ocupa un espacio limitado y acaba por desbordarse. O puede que no, y esa posibilidad es aún peor. Entregarte a la inercia. Cerrar los ojos, taparte los oídos y morderte la lengua, hasta que olvides cómo funcionan esos sentidos y los otros terminen por diluirse como niebla en el viento.”

“We each have our own paths to follow, in our places. Like Ao said, "There's no going back." Sorrow surged then, silently, like water inside him. A formless, transparent sorrow. A sorrow he could touch, yet something that was also far away, out of reach. Pain struck him, as if gouging out his chest, and he could barely breathe.”

“I finally understand the meaning of acceptance on the grief chart. It’s not that the bereaved ever accepts the death of the loved one—I will never accept your death—it’s that you come to accept that these really are your shitty, irreversible circumstances.”

“And in all the political debates about immigration that have been raging across this country, amid all the easy, glib rhetoric about America being a nation of immigrants, this loss, this toll, this terrible giving up, often goes unmentioned. The popular media focuses on what is gained: freedom, liberty, material wealth, opportunity, independence, the ability to recreate yourself. But here's what is lost: identity, language, family, lovers, friends, pets, routines, hobbies, the names of streets you grew up on, the rhythms of your old neighborhood, your favorite family foods, the color of the sky at dusk. Sometimes, even your name.”