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"Sethe," he says, "me and you, we got more yesterday than anybody. We need some kind of tomorrow."

Wow.

"And count my feet?" she asks him.
He steps closer. "Rub your feet."
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“It was as though Sethe didn't really want forgiveness given; she wanted it refused. And Beloved helped her out.”

Saw Sethe's eyes bright but dead, alert but vacant, paying attention to everything about Beloved…

Awful

“One more curve in the road, and Sethe could see her chim-ney; it wasn't lonely-looking anymore. The ribbon of smoke was from a fire that warmed a body returned to her—just like it never went away, never needed a headstone.”

“No gasp at a miracle that is truly miraculous because the magic lies in the fact that you knew it was there for you all along.”

Those twenty-eight happy days were followed by eighteen years of disapproval and a solitary life. Then a few months of the sun-splashed life that the shadows holding hands on the road promised her… Was that the pattern? she wondered. Every eighteen or twenty years her unlivable life would be interrupted by a short-lived glory?

Shit <\3

“Your love is too thick.”