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…he doesn’t want you to admire him; he wants you to see him as he is. He wants you to tell him that his life, as inconceivable as it is, is still a life.
I know now that we never get over great losses; we absorb them, and they carve us into different, often kinder, creatures.

It had always seemed to him a very plush kind of problem, a privilege, really, to consider whether life was meaningful or not.
Where there’s life there’s hope, and need of vittles.
Laila came to believe that of all the hardships a person has to face, none was more punishing than the simple act of waiting.
