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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
[...] but to be different was to be extraordinary, and to be extraordinary was an adventure. It no longer mattered how the world saw her; what mattered was how she saw herself.
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
She knew that being different would always be difficult; she knew that there was no magic that would erase narrowmindness or iron out the inequities in life. But she was also beginning to learn that life was never lived in absolutes.
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
And because she was a girl made of more heart than hurt, she forgave him on the condition that he, too forgive her.
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
In fact, it struck her as silly now, to be bothered by her missing colors. What did it matter what she looked like when she had purpose?
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
"You're an artist." He smiled. "You can paint the world with the color inside of you".
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
He did not understand that a broken heart long untended would eventually cease to beat.
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
So she couldn't have know then that Oliver's lies were motivated not by cruelty, but by fear. Fear of rejection, of abandonment, of interminable loneliness. There was very little she knew about his interior life, simply because she'd never asked.
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
But Alice underestimated the space she took up in the hearts and minds of those she met and she had no way of knowing how her absence would affect the ones she loved.
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
[...] and when their eyes met, they both apologized. Regrets and reconciliations, all at once. [...] Then she slipped her hand in his and held on tight. |
Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
Love had made her fearless, and wasn't it strange? It was so much easier to fight for another than it was to fight for oneself.
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
It was a silly thing to do, talking to butterflies. Falling in love was their favorite way to pass the time.
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
You must step inside a world to see it honestly. A passing glance won't do.
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
And even though she'd always hoped, always wanted to believe there was something more out there —another magical place in the world— now that the actual possibility was staring her in the face, she wasn't sure how to believe it.
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
But just because I know you're not lying doesn't make it any easier for me to believe you.
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
I haven't the slightest inclination to run off any place with any persons who tell more lies than truths.
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
They stood there awhile, the two of them, chest heaving as they glared at each other. Each was fighting a difficult personal battle, and both were too proud to share aloud their pain.
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
He grabbed her arms and set her with a look so strong she couldn't remember enough words to speak.
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
Did you never think of that? That maybe kindness would work better than cruelty?
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Furthermore de Tahereh Mafi
"I am sorry," she whispered. "I don't mean to be cruel. It's just that my heart is so thoroughly broken I fear I am beyond repair".
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