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“The time when there is nothing at all in your soul except a cry for help may be just that time when God can't give it: you are like the drowning man who can't be helped because he clutches and grabs. Perhaps your own reiterated cries deafen you to the voice you hoped to hear.”

“I see people, as they approach me, trying to make up their minds whether they'll 'say something about it' or not. I hate if they do, and if they don't.”

Yeah. It do be like that, sir. :(

“I thought I could describe a state; make a map of sorrow. Sorrow, however, turns out to be not a state but a process.”

“The death of a beloved is an amputation.”

"Her absence is like the sky, spread over everything."
**SOB**