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It was she who whispered to you the arc of each blade, the weight of each blow, so that battle lost all immediacy for you and became something more like a memory, a set of elegant red steps you’d learned long ago.
“What if you knew that the next person you’d see would be the last person you would ever see? You’d be right there soaking it in, experiencing it. It wouldn’t matter what they were saying; you’d just enjoy hearing the words because it would be the last conversation you’d ever have. What if you brought that kind of awareness to every conversation? That’s what happens when you’re told that death is around the corner: you change, life doesn’t change.”
― The Untethered Soul: The Journey Beyond Yourself
― The Untethered Soul: The Journey Beyond Yourself
“She was stretched on her back beneath the pear tree soaking in the alto chant of the visiting bees, the gold of the sun and the panting breath of the breeze when the inaudible voice of it all came to her. She saw a dust-bearing bee sink into the sanctum of a bloom; the thousand sister-calyxes arch to meet the love embrace and the ecstatic shiver of the tree from root to tiniest branch creaming in every blossom and frothing with delight.”
― Their Eyes Were Watching God
― Their Eyes Were Watching God
“Be glad you don’t get it. It means your life has been a lot gentler than hers.”
― Just for the Summer
― Just for the Summer
“Just his luck that the sensation of dancing with her had branded itself on his daydreams. She was like a palmful of mercury: achingly lustrous in light or gloom, slipping cool through his fingers. Gone before he could catch his fist closed.”
― The Possession of Alba Díaz
― The Possession of Alba Díaz
“She often spoke to falling seeds and said, "Ah hope you fall on soft ground," because she had heard seeds saying that to each other as they passed. The familiar people and things had failed her so she hung over the gate and looked up the road towards way off. She knew now that marriage did not make love. Janie's first dream was dead, so she became a woman.”
― Their Eyes Were Watching God
― Their Eyes Were Watching God
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