Lorrie Moore

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A short story is a love affair, a novel is a marriage. A short story is a photograph; a novel is a film

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This is what happened in love. One of you cried a lot and then both of you grew sarcastic

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They had, finally, the only thing anyone really wants in life: someone to hold your hand when you die

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My new apartment might be a place where there are lots of children. They might gather on my porch to play, and when I step out for groceries, they will ask me, "Hi, do you have any kids?" and then, "Why not, don't you like kids?""I like kids," I will explain. "I like kids very much." And when I almost run over them with my car, in my driveway, I will feel many different things

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Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain, hope played like a playing card upon another hope, a wish for kindnesses and mercies to emerge like kings and queens in an unexpected change of the game. One could hold the cards oneself or not: they would land the same regardless