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Sometimes I think it is my fate to live in the wreckage and confusion of crumbling houses.Abdulrazak Gurnah
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I speak to maps. And sometimes they something back to me. This is not as strange as it sounds, nor is it an unheard of thing. Before maps, the world was limitless. It was maps that gave it shape and made it seem like territory, like something that could be possessed, not just laid waste and plundered. Maps made places on the edges of the imagination seem graspable and placable.Abdulrazak Gurnah
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Because if I fell any deeper for the way his eyes crinkled with his smile or his habit of tapping on his nose to emphasize a point, my ship would be sunk.Katherine McIntyre
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Too late; my awkwardness had already made an unforgettable appearance, so, of course, I couldn’t be let off the hook.Katherine McIntyre
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What bothered me the most was the hesitation in his voice when he said that– like he was running out of time.Katherine McIntyre
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If you’re supposed to work with someone, I’d recommend not getting all hot and bothered with them the night before. The word of the day was “tense.Katherine McIntyre
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Flirt with the old ladies and you’ll be fine, ” I muttered, shoving my stuff into the cubby. He hung his green hoodie on the hooks right beside me. “Is that how you get by?” “Doesn’t work on the old ladies for me, but the old men on the other hand?” I paused and glanced at my nails. “Yeah, doesn’t work on them either.Katherine McIntyre
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The choice lay out for me. Stay on land or plunge into the icy depths of the sea. I always chose the sea.Katherine McIntyre
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He looked so frustrated and perfectly serious, and yet here we were talking about his missing seal pelt.Katherine McIntyre
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That's the way life takes us, ' Elleke once said. 'It takes us like this, then it turns us over and takes us like that.' What she didn't say was that through it all we manage to cling to something that makes sense.Abdulrazak Gurnah
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We’d never talked about his parents, like he was some underwater Peter Pan.Katherine McIntyre
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From the way his face lit with curiosity to the slight tilt of his jaw, even the lingering scent of brine and breeze gave him away.Katherine McIntyre
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The tides rolled up to crash against the shore while we sat feet from one another with the remnants of all we’d left unsaid driving us apart.Katherine McIntyre