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“You know,” I said, pulling my sleeves over my hands, “I don’t think people should talk every day unless they mean it.” She looked at me. “What do you mean by ‘mean it’?” “I mean… unless they plan to stay. To actually be there. Because otherwise, you’re just giving someone a habit. A dependency. And when you leave, it’s not just absence. It’s withdrawal.” She blinked, and said, “You’re not mad at them. You’re mad you let it feel like forever.” I laughed softly. “Exactly.”

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Book:I carried me here
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“At her words, words of forgiveness from Rose, an honest and just woman, something broke inside of Wince. His tears began to flow. Age seemed to drift from his face like misty ghosts from a morning field. Katie lifted his chin and, holding back her own tears, looked into his eyes. "Thank you, Wince." Eve placed her free hand on his shoulder. "May we hold her now?" Wince nodded and gently released the baby into the waiting arms of her sisters. "You did the right thing, Wince." Rose gave Wince a hug. "And you can help us bury her after Wilson and the Tar Ponds City Police see if they can find anybody to lay charges against after all this time.”

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Book:Twin Loyalties: From The Chronicles Of Tar Ponds City
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“Like Mom, Zoe thought–like Mom used to. And that’s where they differed, for Zoe wrote quiet poetry suffused with twilight and questions. It’s not even good poetry, she thought. I don’t have talent, it’s her. I should be the one ill; she has so much to offer, so much life. “You’re a dark one,” her mother said sometimes with amused wonder. “You’re a mystery.”

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Book:The Silver Kiss
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“[Peggotty] gave me one piece of intelligence which affected me very much, namely, that there had been a sale of the furniture at our old home, and that Mr. and Miss Murdstone were gone away, and the house was shut up, to be let or sold. I had no part in it while they remained there, but it pained me to think of the dear old place as altogether abandoned; of the weeds growing tall in the garden, and the fallen leaves lying thick and wet upon the paths. I imagined how the winds of winter would howl round it, how the cold rain would beat upon the window-glass, how the moon would make ghosts on the walls of the empty rooms, watching their solitude all night. I thought afresh of the grave in the churchyard, underneath the tree: and it seemed as if the house were dead, too [...].”

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Book:David Copperfield
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“I think he just loved being with the bears because they didn't make him feel bad. I get it too. When he was with the bears, they didn't care that he was kind of weird, or that he'd gotten into trouble for drinking too much and using drugs(which apparently he did a lot of). They didn't ask him a bunch of stupid questions about how he felt, or why he did what he did. They just let him be who he was.”

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Book:Suicide Notes
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“God whispered, "You endured a lot. For that I am truly sorry, but grateful. I needed you to struggle to help so many. Through that process you would grow into who you have now become. Didn't you know that I gave all my struggles to my favorite children? One only needs to look at the struggles given to your older brother Jesus to know how important you have been to me.”

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Author:Shannon L. Alder
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“Julie Plec: In that scene where she's crying in the Salvatore great room as she's coming out of this memory, I finally found my voice for the show, which was this is a show about the fear of loneliness and the fear of being left behind and the fear of getting to the end of your life and not having loved or been loved in the right way, or losing your love and not ever being able to see them again. Moving forward, every episode had to have that emotional core in it as well. So we're building the formula for Vampire Diaries writing in real time over the course of the third season..... And the ratings started going up, which never happens. That's the moment I took a breath. The ratings, which had been pretty steady for two seasons, started ticking up. We all were like, 'Okay, no one's fired, no one's getting canceled.”

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Book:I Was Feeling Epic: An Oral History of The Vampire Diaries
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“The winter drove them mad. It drove every man mad who had ever lived through it; there was only ever the question of degree. The sun disappeared, and you could not leave the tunnels, and everything and everyone you loved was ten thousand miles away. At best, a man suffered from strange lapses in judgment and perception, finding himself at the mirror about to comb his hair with a mechanical pencil, stepping into his undershirt, boiling up a pot of concentrated orange juice for tea. Most men felt a sudden blaze of recovery in their hearts at the first glimpse of a pale hem of sunlight on the horizon in mid-September. But there were stories, apocryphal, perhaps, but far from dubious, of men in past expeditions who sank so deeply into the drift of their own melancholy that they were lost forever. And few among the wives and families of the men who returned from a winter on the Ice would have said what they got back was identical to what they had sent down there.”

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Author:Michael Chabon
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“Often, she read in search of something. However, she didn’t always know exactly what she was looking for when she turned the first page. Sometimes she was several chapters in before she went, ‘Ah, so this is what I’m looking for.’ There were also times she clearly knew—right from the beginning—what she sought. The novels she’d been devouring for the past year were mostly the latter. She wanted stories of people who walked away from their lives—whether it was for a few days, or forever. A myriad of reasons and backstories, but they had one thing in common: their lives change from then on.”

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Author:Hwang Bo-reum
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“There was the feeling, too, that she no longer belonged – that she had become a stranger in another people’s world. It had all altered so much; first changing into a place that it was difficult to understand, then growing so much more complex that one gave up trying to understand. No wonder, she thought, that the old become possessive about things; cling to objects which link them with the world that they could understand…”

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Book:Consider Her Ways and Others
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“There we were, suspended in time, waiting for someone to tell us our future. So much space pulsed between each of us, negative repelling negative. This was my couch and that was her corner and that was her recliner and that was her patch of carpet. I was afraid to start a conversation with anyone, afraid of their pain making my own heavier. I assumed they were afraid of me and my pain, too. So there we sat, islands within an island.”

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Book:Alive Day: A Memoir
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“When I consider the men (like my father) I have treated in psychotherapy, I recognize the challenge I face as a counselor. These men are in counseling due to an insistent wife, troubled child or their own addiction. They suffer a lack of connection with the people they say they love most. Chronically accused of being over controlling or emotionally absent, they feel at sea when their wives and children claim to be lonely in their presence. How can these people feel “un-loved” when (from his perspective) he has dedicated his life to their welfare? Some of these men will express their lack of vitality and emotional engagement though endless service. They are hyperaware of the moods, needs and prefer-ences of loved ones, yet their self-neglect can be profound. This text examines how a lack of secure early attachment with caregivers can result in the tendency to self-abandon while managing connections with significant others. Their anxiety and distrust of the connection of others will manifest in anxious monitoring, over-giving, passive aggressive approaches to anger and chronic worry. For them, failure to anticipate and meet the needs of others equals abandonment.”

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Book:Codependency & Men
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“Why am I made the way I am? Why do I care about all the wrong things, and nothing at all for the right ones? Or, to tip it another way: how can I see clearly that everything I love or care about is illusion, and yet – for me, anyway – all that’s worth living for lies in that charm A great sorrow, and one that I am only beginning to understand: we don't get to choose our own hearts. We can't make ourselves want what's good for us or what's good for other people. We don't get to choose the people we are.”

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Book:The Goldfinch
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“she had no stay, no root in herself yet. Well do I know not one human being ought, even were it possible, to be enough for himself; each of us needs God and every human soul he has made, before he has enough; but we ought each to be able, in the hope of what is one day to come, to endure for a time, not having enough. Letty was unblamable that she desired the comfort of humanity around her soul, but I am not sure that she was quite unblamable in not being fit to walk a few steps alone, or even to sit still and expect. […] and now her heart was like a child left alone in a great room. She had not yet learned that we must each bear his own burden, and so become able to bear each the burden of the other. Poor friends we are, if we are capable only of leaning, and able never to support.”

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Book:Mary Marston
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