A mouth of no distinction but well practiced before I entered my teens in irony. For what is irony but the repository of hurt And what is hurt but the repository of hope
Joyce Carol Oates
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This was before voice mail recorded phone messages you cant escape. Life was easier then. You just didnt pick up the phone.
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The strangeness of Time. Not in its passing which can seem infinite like a tunnel whose end you cant see whose beginning youve forgotten but in the sudden realization that something finite has passed and is irretrievable.
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