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Caroline siterer Cat's Eye av Margaret Atwood (side 395)
12:43, 11. august 2016 Ingen har det som favoritt.
My body is a separate thing. It ticks like a clock; times is inside it. It has betrayed me, and I am disgusted with it
Caroline siterer Cat's Eye av Margaret Atwood (side 391)
12:41, 11. august 2016 Ingen har det som favoritt.
It disturbs me that he can remember some of these things about himself, but not others, that the things he's lost or misplaces exist now only for me. If he's forgotten so much, what have I forgotten?
Caroline siterer Cat's Eye av Margaret Atwood (side 356)
12:39, 11. august 2016 Ingen har det som favoritt.
The past has become discontinuos, like stones skipped across water, like postcards
Caroline siterer Cat's Eye av Margaret Atwood (side 312)
12:37, 11. august 2016 Ingen har det som favoritt.
I look at him with the nostalgic affection men are said to feel for their wars, their fellow veterans. I think, I once threw things at this man
Caroline siterer Cat's Eye av Margaret Atwood (side 280)
12:35, 11. august 2016 Ingen har det som favoritt.
The important parts exist in the silences between the words
Caroline siterer Cat's Eye av Margaret Atwood (side 18)
12:34, 11. august 2016 Ingen har det som favoritt.
We are survivors, of each other
Caroline siterer Cat's Eye av Margaret Atwood (side 15)
12:33, 11. august 2016 Ingen har det som favoritt.
This goes along with another belief of mine: that everyone else my age is an adult, whereas I am merely in disguise
Caroline siterer Cat's Eye av Margaret Atwood (side 1)
12:31, 11. august 2016* Ingen har det som favoritt.
You don't loook back along time but down trough it, like water. Sometimes this comes to the surface, sometimes that, sometimes nothing. Nothing goes away
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