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Beloved
Staring unflinchingly into the abyss of slavery, this spellbinding novel transforms history into a story as powerful as Exodus and as intimate as a lullaby. Sethe, its protagonist, was born a slave and escaped to Ohio, but eighteen years later she is stil
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Nobody loved her and she wouldn’t have liked it if they had, for she considered love a serious disability.
You are your best thing.
Sweet, crazy conversations full of half sentences, daydreams and misunderstandings more thrilling than understanding could ever be.
The pieces I am, she gather them and gave them back to me in all the right order.
It never looked as terrible as it was and it made her wonder if hell was a pretty place too. Fire and brimstone all right, but hidden in lacy groves.
Today is always here. Tomorrow, never.
Let me tell you something. A man ain’t a goddamn ax. Chopping, hacking, busting every goddamn minute of the day. Things get to him. Things he can’t chop down because they’re inside.
Something that is loved is never lost.
If a house burns down, it's gone, but the place--the picture of it--stays, and not just in my memory, but out there, in the world. What I remember is a picture floating around out there outside my head. I mean, even if I don't think if, even if I die, the picture of what I did, or knew, or saw is st…
Me and you, we got more yesterday than anybody. We need some kind of tomorrow.
Love is or it ain't. Thin love ain't love at all.
Freeing yourself was one thing, claiming ownership of that freed self was another.
She is a friend of my mind. She gather me, man. The pieces I am, she gather them and give them back to me in all the right order.
Freeing yourself was one thing, claiming ownership of that freed self was another.
Nobody loved her and she wouldn’t have liked it if they had, for she considered love a serious disability.