Top 19 Jean Hegland Quotes
#1. In some ways we were more remote than strangers because strangers at least have the possibility of yet unmade connections.
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#2. Thou wouldst not think how ill all's here about my heart Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth I have of late - but wherefore I know not - lost all my mirth So
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#3. The best way to keep from being a victim is to write your own terms." It
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#4. All that attacks is memory, all I suffer is regret.
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#5. But whether I touch him or I run, whether I'm dreaming or I'm awake, on his birthday or on all other days, my whole life has been contaminated with the fact that he is dead.
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#6. The walls inside were charred from some ancient fire, blackened and lichened and weathered hard, smelling faintly of a smoke so old there may be no one still alive who could possibly remember the flame.
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#7. The jaws of darkness do devour it up All's cheerless, dark, and deadly. The best is past Thou'lt come no more Sally
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#8. I have to admit that this notebook, with its wilderness of blank pages, seems almost more threat than gift - for what can I write here that it will not hurt to remember? You
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#9. And humanism - that transcendent vision that spans centuries and religions in its celebration of reason, responsibility, art, and examined lives - has been tossed out like old bathwater, leaving humanity naked and shivering on the dirty ground. He
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#10. he explains that tragedy's most cruel lesson is not that human beings are flawed, or that fate can be unkind, but that no one can ever slip the bonds of time. Outside,
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#11. Maybe it's true that the people who live through the times that become history's pivotal points are those least likely to understand them.
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#12. So my sister dances and the dead house burns, and I scrawl these few last words by the light of its burning. I know I should toss this story, too, on those flames. But I am still too much a storyteller -or at least a storykeeper-still too much my father's daughter to burn these pages.
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#13. Lord, what fools these mortals be! Wonder on till truth make all things plain A foolish heart, that I leave here behind I know a bank where the wild thyme blows If we shadows have offended She'd
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#14. It was right for his speech to be a failure, since what he had been defending was a lie.
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#15. He knows a sweep of gratitude, soft as another voice, and so wide and deep he believes he might drown in it.
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#16. Beyond us I could see the mountains rising blue and hazy, and I knew I had only to cross them and keep on walking to catch up with all my dreams.
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#17. I get so scared, I can't stop it. It's like black waves, and I'm a little cork. I bob to the surface and think I'll do okay, and then another wave comes and I'm drowning again." I
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#19. Pray you now forget, and forgive: I am old and foolish,
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