There are some stories you can't hear enough. They are the same every time you hear them. But you are not. That's one reliable way of understanding time.
Ann-Marie MacDonaldHope is a gift. You can't choose to have it. To believe and yet to have no hope is to thirst beside a fountain.
Ann-Marie MacDonaldMemory plays tricks. Memory is another word for story, and nothing is more unreliable.
Ann-Marie MacDonaldThe world should not be organized to require heroines, and when one is required but fails to appear, we should not judge.
Ann-Marie MacDonaldShe is why purgatory was invented.
Ann-Marie MacDonaldTags: purgatory
Piece by piece living is hard to do. It may even feel like the hardest thing. But it has this going for it: you never need to know what it is you're carrying on your shoulders.
Ann-Marie MacDonaldJetzt bleibt ihm nur noch er Tod, doch der lässt auf sich warten, weil Mahmoud ein Gewohnheitstier ist und sich daran ewöhnt hat, am Leben zu sein.
Ann-Marie MacDonaldDoch die Erinnerung spielt uns Streiche. Erinnern iat ein anderes Wort für Erfinden, und nichts ist unzuverlässiger.
Ann-Marie MacDonaldMateria had been just six when they docked in Sydney Harbour and her father said, 'Look. This is the New World. Anything is possible here.' She's been too young to realize that he was talking to her brother.
Ann-Marie MacDonaldShe's no lady. Her songs are all unbelievably unhappy or lewd. It's called Blues. She sings about sore feet, sexual relations, baked goods, killing your lover, being broke, men called Daddy, women who dress like men, working, praying for rain. Jail and trains. Whiskey and morphine. She tells stories between verses and everyone in the place shouts out how true it all is.
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