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“She was dying to see what the soft bits of flesh around Pauline's sides felt like - gorgeous, is how they felt, sublime, is how they felt - and it's not even that wrestling was particularly acceptable behaviour for a girl in Dublin at that time, but at least wrestling was a story to tell. It made their craving to touch and be touched halfway legible to themselves.”
― Evenings and Weekends
― Evenings and Weekends
“We who still live do what we must. Life is a hurricane, and we board up to save what we can and bow low to the earth to crouch in that small space above the dirt where the wind will not reach. We honor anniversaries of deaths by cleaning graves and sitting next to them before fires, sharing food with those who will not eat again. We raise children and tell them other things about who they can be and what they are worth: to us, everything. We love each other fiercely, while we live and after we die. We survive; we are savages.”
― Men We Reaped: A Memoir
― Men We Reaped: A Memoir
“These days, Potterstown was as much museum as city, its past glory evident less in its people - many of whom walked around with something of a shell-shocked look, as if modernity itself had caught them unawares - than in the fine old buildings that had outlived the purposes for which they'd been built.”
― Help Wanted
― Help Wanted
“Not once in those years with Tenn did he question his right to gorge himself on beauty until he burst, and then to drop everything to chase the deer into the woods for more. He should have known better. No one gets away with such a life.”
― Leading Men
― Leading Men
“Life! - Life, its sea and sky, the heat of blood and breath. Life: In it was every color, was the weight of brick on brick and foot on stone, was hunger and thirst and shivering from rain, was swifts and seagulls and dragonflies and sand, was meat, was bread, was salt. Life, my life, my sight and taste and touch, the only things I had that were mine alone, that had come into the world with me and that when I left the world would never be again. Heart and lungs, hands and tongue, elbows and teeth and liver and cheeks and spine and breasts and brain, those parts of me that had not been thrown to the winds with my sister or the ashes of my friend, the heavy animal parts of me that every minute sang the oldest hymn: I want, I want, I want to live. Despite it all, I want to live.”
― The Sea Eternal
― The Sea Eternal
Emily’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Emily’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
239 books
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6 friends
100 books
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22 friends
64 books
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17 friends
1,202 books
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121 friends
279 books
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41 friends
757 books
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6 friends
6,217 books
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264 friends
128 books
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13 friends
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