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“You act like you want to be my friend. But really you just want to get the skinny on whether the chimp already has a girlfriend or not.”
― Summer Fridays
― Summer Fridays
“Sawyer was quiet. She watched Nick's face, but he was staring out over the water, lost in thought.
"To you, those stories we heard at the Tenement Museum were interesting," Nick said, nodding in approval. "To me, those stories are... I don't know-familiar. I can feel the yearning in them; my mom's yearning to be here in America, mixed with her yearning for home.”
― Summer Fridays
"To you, those stories we heard at the Tenement Museum were interesting," Nick said, nodding in approval. "To me, those stories are... I don't know-familiar. I can feel the yearning in them; my mom's yearning to be here in America, mixed with her yearning for home.”
― Summer Fridays
“Why, asked the actors onstage, had their friend killed himself? And why not? asked the others who argued with them. It was his Self to keep or destroy. Why should customs or, God forbid, laws interfere with the ways we dispose of our Selves.
Because we're none of us alone in this world. We injure each other.
Why should another be injured by choices I make for my Self?
You're choosing for another when you make choices. We overlap. We get tangled. You can't help but hurt.
That's a load of BS! Anyone tangled with me got that way by a choice of their own. If I shoot myself, they had fair warning.
What warned them?
The plain knowledge that I wasn't them.”
― Trust Exercise
Because we're none of us alone in this world. We injure each other.
Why should another be injured by choices I make for my Self?
You're choosing for another when you make choices. We overlap. We get tangled. You can't help but hurt.
That's a load of BS! Anyone tangled with me got that way by a choice of their own. If I shoot myself, they had fair warning.
What warned them?
The plain knowledge that I wasn't them.”
― Trust Exercise
“What a strange thing it must be, Sawyer realized-to dedicate all that time to telling a particular story that seems to live solely inside of you, and then hand it over to a publisher to be so formally introduced to the world as a "book" ...and to have someone else decide the tone of that introduction, to boot.”
― Summer Fridays
― Summer Fridays
“Nick nodded. "My mother said that always surprised her-all the houses made out of wood here, especially in the suburbs. She said growing up in the Soviet Union, it was all concrete and cinder blocks where she lived. Wooden houses were for old Russian fairy tales."
Sawyer reflected, mulling. "Have you ever wanted to go there?"
"Sure. But growing up, I was always told that's was impossible," he said. "At least for me and my mom, given her political history. But it's strange; there were times when I was super aware that she could never bring me back to where she was from, but other times I felt so completely that I have been there in my mind, I forget that I haven't, even now."
"Do you speak Russian?"
"Of course. My mom's English is perfectly fine, but we always wind up speaking in Russian together."
"Do you ever...dream in Russian?"
"I do.”
― Summer Fridays
Sawyer reflected, mulling. "Have you ever wanted to go there?"
"Sure. But growing up, I was always told that's was impossible," he said. "At least for me and my mom, given her political history. But it's strange; there were times when I was super aware that she could never bring me back to where she was from, but other times I felt so completely that I have been there in my mind, I forget that I haven't, even now."
"Do you speak Russian?"
"Of course. My mom's English is perfectly fine, but we always wind up speaking in Russian together."
"Do you ever...dream in Russian?"
"I do.”
― Summer Fridays
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