Alexis M. Smith Quotes

#1. Before Isabel could read, she loved books.

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#2. When I let go of my own work, my own priorities, I lost the qualities he had been attracted to in the first place. That's how he put it. He loved the woman I was before I was in love with him.

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#3. Your knight in shining aroumor may just be an idiot in tin-foil.

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#4. There are treasures everywhere ... it's a treasure if you love it. It doesn't matter how much it costs, or whether anyone else wants it. If you love it, you will treasure it.

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#5. So much of our thinking is involved with things we've already done and things we have yet to do. It's almost impossible not to be thinking about some future moment or some past mistake or tragedy.

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#6. Dear L
Fell asleep in a park. Started to rain. Woke up with my hat full of leaves. You are all I see when I open or close a book.
Yours,
M

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#7. There's not a thing in the world that will not change, including you.

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#8. The woman seems ready to be pleased with the world.

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#9. Isabel turns down Oak toward the little vintage shop at Fourth Avenue, thinking of lunch - the Chinese place in Old Town, casting around inside herself for hunger, imagining the tastes of things.

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#10. It's a strange product of infatuation, she thinks. To want to tell someone about mundane things. The awareness of another person suddenly sharpens your senses, so that the little things come into focus and the world seems more beautiful and complicated.

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#11. They are in the middle of the sidewalk, face to face, between a tobacco shop and a trash can. Everything they've never said flows into the narrow space between them.

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#12. We do not last, she thinks. In the end, only the stories survive.

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#13. Monotonous and thankless as her job can be sometimes, she cheers at the thought of her coworkers - a dozen of them crammed into their little offices in the basement - all cleverly disguised as harmless geeks, all capable of saving the world if called upon.

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#14. A fire needs three things: a dry bed, fuel, and room to breathe.

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#15. They read. The sounds of paper between them as they turn and crease and carefully avoid touching each other.

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#16. The early morning sunlight warms a patch of linoleum, and she lets her feet bathe in it while the kettle heats on the stove.

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#17. She wants him to want to be looking at her.

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