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Time for another re-read of my all-time fave collection of short fiction.

"Then it hit her with a sadness: if sex and birth meant being part of someone, then death meant you belonged to nobody at all."

"...constantly saying what one doesn’t mean accustoms the mouth to meaningless phrases."

"I knew how one eventually accustoms oneself to the physical world’s lack of sympathy: the buses that are still running late, the kids who still play in the street, the clocks that won’t stop ticking for the person who’s gone."