They were satisfied with their lives which had none of the vibrance his own was taking on. And he was angry at himself, that he could not change that for them.
Looking back together, telling our stories to one another, we learn how to be on our own.
Sunkiausias dalykas Atminties Saugotojui yra ne skausmas. Sunkiausia, kad saugai prisiminimus vienas. Jais reikia dalintis.
It was my journey and i had to do it without help. I had to find my own strengths, face my own fears.
She needs us, for our love, but she doesn’t need us for anything else now. He swallowed hard and said, Dying is a very solitary thing.
Memory is the happiness of being alone.
And she was awed to see that vibrant life still struggled to thrive despite such destruction.
Always busy because of interesting books
That's why we have the Museum, Matty, to remind us of how we came, and why: to start fresh, and begin a new place from what we had learned and carried from the old.
Call me The Giver, he told Jonas.
Don’t keep interrupting or I’ll never finish the story.
Lily appeared, wearing her nightclothes, in the doorway. She gave an impatient sigh. 'This is certainly a very LONG private conversation,' she said. 'And there are certain people waiting for their com...
Have starved in other ways. He would have lived a life hungry for feelings, for color, for love.
My instructors in science and technology have taught us about how the brain works. It's full of electrical impulses. It's like a computer. If you stimulate one part of the brain with an electrode, it....
You’ve ruined it now, she said, looking sadly at the crumpled spotted wings in Bethan’s outstretched hand. It deserved to live, and to fly.
¿Tú insinuabas, Jonás, que quizá no era valiente? Yo no sé qué es la valentía: qué es, qué significa. Lo que sé es que yo estaba aquí paralizado por el horror, deshecho de no poder hacer nada. Y oí qu...
He turned his head toward the voice and looked into the half-closed eyes of a boy who seemed not much older than himself. Dirt streaked the boy's face and his matted blond hair. He lay sprawled, his g...
Together the fugitives slept though the first dangerous day.
It's just that...without the memories, it's all meaningless.
Somehow the first little Caleb had wandered away unnoticed,
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