You travel here and you travel there, trying to get out from under the cloud, and nothing works, … - Chris Cleave

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Charlie took my hand and, in a symbol as old as the world, placed it in Edward’s. I touched the cool miracle of his skin, and I was home.

Chris Cleave

You travel here and you travel there, trying to get out from under the cloud, and nothing works, and then one day you realize you've been carrying the weather around with you.

Cloud, Clouds, Realize, Trying, Weather

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I know that the hopes of this whole human world can fit inside one soul.

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The reason why I love people, and writing about them, is because they don't always respond with hate and anger. If they did I wouldn't have a story to tell. Who wants to know about someone who was brutalised and became brutal? I'm interested in the exceptions.

Anger, Became, Hate, Reason, Writing

I am a woman built upon the wreckage of myself.

Built, Woman, Wreckage

At this point in time the war [ WWII] is close enough to still feel hotly personal to a writer, yet far enough away so that jingoism and heroics are no longer required.

Enough, Jingoism, Longer, War, Wwii

This is the forked tongue of grief again. It whispers in one ear: return to what you once loved best, and in the other ear it whispers, move on.

Ears, Grief, Move, Moving, Return

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Charlie took my hand and, in a symbol as old as the world, placed it in Edward’s. I touched the cool miracle of his skin, and I was home.

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