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- The Great Gatsby (2780)
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- By Francis Scott Fitzgerald
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- By Francis Scott Fitzgerald
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When everything really is what it seems to be, only a lot more"She almost smiled at the thought of it, then closed her eyes and tried to imagine nothing more"
A smile is a small contraction of certain face muscles but it is also tied to an endless string of smiles and cries, tied to and endless succession of moments. It is a depositary of memory or life.
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"She almost smiled at the thought of it, then closed her eyes and tried to imagine nothing more"
A smile is a small contraction of certain face muscles but it is also tied to an endless string of smiles and cries, tied to and endless succession of moments. It is a depositary of memory or life.
A movement of a hand is a movement of a hand but it is also the arch it defines around a body. A way of letting in or out of the world what will become the I.
A word is just a word but it is also the careful removal of all other words, denudation from the superfluous.
A young woman's life really is just a life, only so much more.
Colm Toibin's writing really is just what you read, only a lot more.
It is a way of taking you by the hand and teaching you to see and know, to also know and understand what he does not tell you.
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