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Beloved
- “Love is or it ain't. Thin love ain't love at all.”
- “Something that is loved is never lost.”
- “She is a friend of my mind. She
gather me, man. The pieces I am she
gather them and give them back to me
in all the right order. It's good, you
know, when you got a woman who is a
friend of your mind.”
- “Beloved, she my daughter. She mine. See. She come
back to me of her own free will and I don't have to explain
a thing.”
- "Spring sauntered north, but he had to run like hell to
keep it as his traveling companion."
- “And in all those escapes he could not help being astonished by the beauty of
this land that was not his. He his in its breast, fingered its earth for food, clung to
its banks to lap water and tried not to love it. On nights when the sky was
personal, weak with the weight of its own stars, he made himself not love it. Its
graveyards and its low-lying rivers. Or just a house - solitary under a chinaberry
tree; maybe a mule tethered and the light hitting its hide just so. Anything could stir
him and he tried hard not to love it.”
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