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There is a time for any fledgling artist where one’s taste exceeds one’s abilities. The only way to get through this period is to make things anyway.

They had the rare kind of friendship that allowed for a great deal of privacy within it. One of the reasons they had become such good friends originally was because she had not insisted he tell his sad stories to satisfy her own curiosity.

«Promise me you’ll always forgive me, and I promise I’ll always forgive you.» These, of course, are the kinds of vows young people feel comfortable making when they have no idea what life has in store for them.

She had, he thought, one of the world’s great laughs. The kind of laugh where a person didn’t feel that he was being laughed at. The kind of laugh that was an invitation: I cordially invite you to join in this matter that I find amusing.

«Always remember, mine Sadie: life is very long, unless it is not.» Sadie knew this to be a tautology, but it also happened to be true.

she had the kind of cleverness that verged on the unkind