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29 Cards in this Set
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The more detail she provided, the more beloved liked it |
(92) |
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Circling, circling, now she was gnawing at something else instead of getting to the point. |
(191) |
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But her brain was not interested in the future. Loaded with the past and hungry for more, it left her no room to imagine. |
(96) |
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Anything dead being brought back to life hurts |
(42) |
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No more running - from nothing. I will never run from another thing on this earth. |
(18) |
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Your girl, Denver. Seems to me she's of a different mind. |
(50) |
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Solitude made her secretive - self manipulated. Years of haunting had dulled her in ways you wouldn't believe and sharpened her in ways you wouldn't beleive either. |
(117) |
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It never looked as terrible as it was and it made her wonder if hell was a pretty place too. |
(7) |
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Was her head a bit too high? Her back a bit too straight? Probably |
(179) |
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124 was spiteful |
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124 was so full of strong feeling |
(47) |
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They were young and so sick of the absence of women they had taken to calves |
(12) |
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What she knew was that the responsibility of her breasts, at last, was in somebody else's hands |
(21) |
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The Thirty-Mile Woman was already fourteen and scheduled for somebody's arms |
(29) |
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You just can't mishandle creatures and expect success |
(176) |
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Slaves not supposed to have pleasurable feelings of their own; their bodies not supposed to be like that |
(247) |
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A man ain't nothing but a man, but a son? Well now that's somebody |
(27) |
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She spelled it for them, slowly as though the letters were being formed as she spoke them |
(62) |
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Freeing yourself was one thing, claiming ownership of that freed self was another |
(113) |
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If one pitched and ran- all, all forty-six would be yanked by the chain that bound them |
(129) |
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Is that where the manhood lay? In the naming done by a whiteman who was supposed to know? |
(147) |
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They were only Sweet Home men at Sweet Home. One step off that ground and they were tresspassers among the human race |
(147) |
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Disremembered and unnacounted for, she cannot be lost because no one is looking for her. |
(323) |
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Risky... for a used-to-be slave woman to love anything that much was dangerous, especially if it was her children |
(54) |
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She knew more about them than she did about herself |
(165) |
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The best thing she was, was her children |
(296) |
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Money? Money? They would pay her money every single day? Money? |
(170) |
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Definitions belonged to the definers |
(225) |
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Here Boy lapping in a puddle near her feet, and suddenly, there was Sweet Home |
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