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But what if hope had a threshold? What if there was a limit to it? What if each of us was only given a certain amount and mine was used up?Jennifer Niven
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The world after a war is a good world, I told myself. A happy world. A secure world. In this world, I might do anything.Jennifer Niven
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Now, if you asked him what he was going to do with himself, he'd tell you he guessed he might do anything he set his mind to. But he'd say it in a far-off way, as if he didn't really mean it or care much at all.Jennifer Niven
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I thought of the pieces of me I'd left behind, a piece here, a piece there, scattered like bread crumbs. How much of me was left?Jennifer Niven
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I'd rather be judged on what I can do instead of who I'm not.Jennifer Niven