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Beautiful Sentences: Idra Novey

When she drifted from the kitchen to the living room, he followed, his hope rising like dough inside him.
Idra Novey, Those Who Knew.
 
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Beautiful Sentences: Tom McAllister

The deepest miseries come from our capacity for remembering; if everything can be wiped away with a single swipe, then nothing has to hurt.
Tom McAllister, How to Be Safe.
 
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Beautiful Sentences: Idra Novey

Her unease with her body had made his mouth dry, breaking down whatever it was in a man’s mind that kept his longings separate from his regrets.
Idra Novey, Those Who Knew.
 
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Beautiful Sentences: Tom McAllister

Middle-aged men saw news of the shooting and thought: The world needs me now. They put on their capes and swooped in to the rescue, but when they got there, they found out they had no superpowers. They were just sad men in capes. So they got angry and looked for a woman to blame. They were terrified and they wanted to dress it up as courage, and they spewed hate into the world in hopes of drowning out the threats.
Tom McAllister, How to Be Safe.
 
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Beautiful Sentences: Idra Novey

She had assured him she’d told no one about her trips to his apartment, but she was a girl, and girls were feline, always purring up to one another with their secrets.
Idra Novey, Those Who Knew.
 
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Beautiful Sentences: Tom McAllister

I’m not sure what obituaries are for. You can tell people’s stories, but nothing you do is complete or accurate. It’s just a list of people they used to know and jobs they used to do. We spend so much time trying to be effective mourners, but we have no idea how to do it. Even elephants are better at mourning.
Tom McAllister, How to Be Safe.
 
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Beautiful Sentences: Lydia Kiesling

Why did I have a child? To have a child is to court loss.
Lydia Kiesling, The Golden State.
 
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Beautiful Sentences: Tom McAllister

Shell-shocked acquaintances will say without irony that he had so much to live for, ignorant of the fact that the prospect of having to live like this for another fifty years was not the solution to but rather the cause of his hopelessness.

Tom McAllister, How to Be Safe.

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Beautiful Sentences: Bennet Sims

What if he is her paramour from the past tense, cuckolding me from her unconscious, such that her body will break up with me in undeath, leaving our apartment for him?

Bennett Sims, A Questionable Shape.

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Beautiful Sentences: Genevieve Valentine

Of course, like most unkind advice, it was correct, eventually, somehow.

Genevieve Valentine, Mechanique: A Tale of the Circus Tresaulti.

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