He, who had once been the declared optimist, had not once expressed hope. Now it was she who was offering it to him. And it might be false hope
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It had been startling and disappointing to me to find out that story books had been written by people, that books were not natural wonders, coming of themselves like grass.
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A good snapshot stops a moment from running away.
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A sheltered life can be a daring life as well. For all serious daring starts from within.
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I am a writer who came of a sheltered life. A sheltered life can be a daring life as well. For all serious daring starts from within.
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Writing fiction has developed in me an abiding respect for the unknown in a human lifetime and a sense of where to look for the threads, how to follow, how to connect, find in the thick of the tangle what clear line persists.
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