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“I always thought you were going to kill me," I say.
"Me too," he says. "I tried not to think about it."
I wind my fingers in his hair. It's thicker than mine, and curlier, and it shines golden in the firelight. There's a mole on his cheek that I've wanted to kiss since I was 12. I do.
"For a long time," I say.
"Hmmm?" He opens one eye.
"I've wanted to do this for a long time. Almost since we met..."
Snow closes his eyes again and smiles like he's trying not to.
I smile, too, only because he isn't watching. "I thought it was going to kill me.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Carry On

“Thinking about the past impeded my efforts to be decent in the present.”
― Ann Patchett, The Dutch House

“That night in my sister’s bed I stared at the ceiling and felt the true loss of our father. Not his money or his house, but the man I sat next to in the car. He had protected me from the world so completely that I had no idea what the world was capable of. I had never thought about him as a child. I had never asked him about the war. I had only seen him as my father, and as my father I had judged him. There was nothing to do about that now but add it to the catalog of my mistakes.”
― Ann Patchett, The Dutch House

“A computer destroys the sense of historical succession, just as do other forms of mechanization...Certain farms contain hospitably the remnants and reminders of the forest or prairie that preceded them. It is possible even for towns and cities to remember farms and forests or prairies. All good human work remembers its history.”
― Wendell Berry, Why I Am Not Going to Buy a Computer