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  1. Lorrie Moore _ Like Life

    And all love that had overtaken her would have to be a memory, a truck on the interstate roaring up from the left, a thing she must let pass.
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  2. Neil Gaiman _ Fables & Reflections

    Dreams are composed of many things, my son. Of images and hopes, of fears and memories. Memories of the past, and memories of the future...
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  3. Virginia Woolf _ Mrs. Dalloway

    For they might be parted for hundreds of years, she and Peter; she never wrote a letter and his were dry sticks; but suddenly it would come over her, If he were with me now what would he say? --some days, some sights bringing him back to her calmly, without the old bitterness; which perhaps was the reward of having cared for people; they came back in the middle of St. James's Park on a fine morning--indeed they did.
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  4. Markus Zusak _ The Book Thief

    For a long time, she sat and saw.She had seen her brother die with one eye open, on still in a dream. She had said goodbye to her mother and imagined her lonely wait for a train back home to oblivion. A woman of wire had laid herself down, her scream traveling the street, till it fell sideways like a rolling coin starved of momentum. A young man was hung by a rope made of Stalingrad snow. She had watched a bomber pilot die in a metal case. She had seen a Jewish man who had twice given her the most beautiful pages of her life marched to a concentration camp. And at the center of all of it, she saw the Fuhrer shouting his words and passing them around.Those images were the world, and it stewed in her as she sat with the lovely books and their manicured titles. It brewed in her as she eyed the pages full to the brims of their bellies with paragraphs and words.
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  5. Markus Zusak _ The Book Thief

    And I can promise you something, because it was a thing I saw many years later - a vision in the book thief herself - that as she knelt next to Hans Hubermann, she watched him stand and play the accordion. He stood and strapped it on in the alps of broken houses and played the accordion with kindness silver eyes and even a cigarette slouched on his lips. The bellows breathed and the tall man played for Liesel Meminger one last time as the sky was slowly taken away from her.
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  6. Beth Revis _ The Body Electric

    I reached inside her and pulled out the deepest memories in her body, the memories that words can't describe, the memories that are as much a piece of her as her arms and legs. Those are the ones she's filled with now.
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  7. Daphne du Maurier _ Myself When Young

    Who can ever affirm, or deny that the houses which have sheltered us as children, or as adults, and our predecessors too, do not have embedded in their walls, one with the dust and cobwebs, one with the overlay of fresh wallpaper and paint, the imprint of what-has-been, the suffering, the joy?
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  8. Margaret Mitchell _ Gone with the Wind

    But she knew that no matter what beauty lay behind, it must remain there. No one could go forward with a load of aching memories.
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  9. Leo Tolstoy _ Childhood, Boyhood, Youth

    The feelings resembled memories; but memories of what? Apparently one can remember things that have never happened.
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  10. Carlos Ruiz Zafón _ The Shadow of the Wind

    De todas las cosas que escribió Julián, la que siempre he sentido más cercana es que mientras se nos recuerda, seguimos vivos. Como tantas veces me ocurrió con Julián, años antes de encontrarme con él, siento que te conozco y que si puedo confiar en alguien, es en ti. Recuérdame, Daniel, aunque sea en un rincón y a escondidas. No me dejes ir.
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  11. Carlos Ruiz Zafón _ Marina

    Sometimes, the things that are the most real only happen in one's imagination, Oscar, she said. We only remember what never really happened.
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  12. Fyodor Dostoyevsky _ White Nights

    Listen, listen!" I interrupted her. "Forgive me if I tell you something else.... I tell you what, I can't help coming here to-morrow, I am a dreamer; I have so little real life that I look upon such moments as this now, as so rare, that I cannot help going over such moments again in my dreams. I shall be dreaming of you all night, a whole week, a whole year. I shall certainly come here to-morrow, just here to this place, just at the same hour, and I shall be happy remembering today. This place is dear to me already. I have already two or three such places in Petersburg. I once shed tears over memories ... like you.... Who knows, perhaps you were weeping ten minutes ago over some memory.... But, forgive me, I have forgotten myself again; perhaps you have once been particularly happy here....
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