I wondered if all women did with other women was lie and hug.
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Truth, as he always said, was overrated, nobody ever won prizes for telling the truth.
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And he uncovered in us a curious need: that we each secretly wanted him to remember us the most. It was strange, both vital and flawed, until I realised that maybe the need to be remembered is stronger than the need to remember.
Sarah WinmanNothing stays forgotten for long, Elly. Sometimes we simply have to remind the world that we're special and that we're still here.
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I just want my friend back, I have become forgettable
Sarah WinmanShut up, Arthur,' said my mother, and he zipped his mouth shut like an infuriating child.
Ginger started to laugh. Not at anything in particular, but just because Ginger was stoned.
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Things happen. To everyone. No one escapes.
Sarah WinmanMemories no matter how small or inconsequential are the pages that define us.
Sarah WinmanHe started to do that, started to inform me of everything; the inconsequential, the meaningful; conversations that ended in a cul-de-sac of unanswerable rhetoric. i think it was because I knew everything about him, had read it all - the beautiful, the sordid, the all of his book. I had been his editor for 5 years, and now it seemed, had become his editor away from the printed page.
Sarah WinmanNo amount of self-sufficiency could dispel the craving he still felt for that person we no longer talked about; that person who'd taken him apart and left a piece missing that none of us could find.
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