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He looked over his shoulder to make sure that Charles was still asleep and would not hear the conversation. “Is something wrong?” he asked.
“We’re getting old,” she said. “How will we make the space in our minds for everything we’ll need to learn here?”
Without a pause, he answered her, “We will forget.”
— Mar 01, 2026 04:54PM
“We’re getting old,” she said. “How will we make the space in our minds for everything we’ll need to learn here?”
Without a pause, he answered her, “We will forget.”
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Carol
is on page 173 of 208
The past sees through all attempts at disguise. That night I was awakened by my sister’s scream. … The full moon shone through the window…. I heard my sister sob and then fell silent. I looked carefully at the door, but I noticed nothing. Then I understood that his ghost would never visit me. I was, one might say, the lucky daughter. But I lay awake until morning, waiting; part of me is waiting still.
— Mar 01, 2026 05:33PM
Carol
is on page 159 of 208
Sansan had nowhere else to go. Nothing remained of the stories and meals and people they’d known, nothing but what they remembered. Their world lived in them, and they would be the end of it. They had no solace, and no burden, but each other.
— Mar 01, 2026 05:13PM
Carol
is on page 107 of 208
Somehow I had lost both of my daughters. If I had learned English, I wondered, would I have been able to follow them? I will never know. But my daughters turned into women and I was left behind, stumbling after their voices.
— Feb 26, 2026 07:27PM
Carol
is on page 103 of 208
It was as if I were a member of a dying tribe, and those with whom I cared to communicate were growing fewer and fewer. But who does not experience this as they grow older…. Haven’t we all, as time continues, found that we must be kind to ourselves and listen to our thoughts, because fewer and fewer of those remain who know what is most real to us?
— Feb 26, 2026 07:22PM
Carol
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But she had developed a sudden and brilliant genius for upsetting him. So many years of pleasing him had given her this ability. With me she remained obedient. I prided myself on this, until I recognized it as an emblem of indifference. My pale love would never interest her. Tian was her true opponent, and I was only a moth that fluttered around the brilliant bulb of her rebellion.
— Feb 26, 2026 06:37PM
Carol
is on page 68 of 208
Afterwards, she ignored me as she swept around the house, her full lips closed in a faint sneer, with an expression of great privacy. She had the ability to become impenetrable through sheer volition.
— Feb 26, 2026 08:47AM
Carol
is on page 66 of 208
There was a hole in our house, like a great mouth, filled with love words and lost objects.
— Feb 26, 2026 08:42AM
Carol
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As I looked at my daughter’s face, I began to understand that to love another was to be a custodian of that person’s decline — to know this fate, hold onto it, and live.
— Feb 26, 2026 08:38AM
