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4 years, 2 months ago

she didn’t see how she could give it up

To ignore Gig’s advice, at the cost of his firing Tanner, would obviously be the height of selfishness. But Shirley had died imagining her niece on a Grand Tour of Europe, Becky had already given away nine thousand dollars of her money, and the alternatives to Europe were dismal: either another sum…

—p.546 Crossroads by Jonathan Franzen
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4 years, 2 months ago

can’t we take joy in each other? advice/living

“Sweetie, I didn’t listen to Him, either. From now on, we’ll have to try to do better. That’s why I want us to pray together every day. I want us to change. I want us to be closer. I want us to experience the joy of God together.”

He shuddered.

“A terrible thing happened, but there can still …

—p.531 by Jonathan Franzen
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4 years, 2 months ago

being alone with what she knew inspo/interiority

And yet: what if she didn’t? What exactly would be gained by dragging him through Bradley Grant, through Santa, through the abortion, through Rancho Los Amigos? She could clear her conscience by groveling in the dirt, but was it really a kindness to her husband? Now that Perry’s calamity had brough…

—p.530 by Jonathan Franzen
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this didn’t mean that God had left her topic/the-face-of-god

Each fact that Russ conveyed fell into place as if it had been meant to be there all along. Without noticing how, she’d come to be holding a burning cigarette on the patio outside the bedroom. The base of the telephone was at her feet, its cord stretched to its limit. Although the sun was still gol…

—p.516 by Jonathan Franzen
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God took and took, but He also gave and gave

To survive the grandkids, she’d promised herself a cigarette, but now she saw that she didn’t have to smoke. God took and took, but He also gave and gave. Freed of the ghost of Bradley, freed of the morbid urgency of dieting, she could be free of cigarettes, too. Her elation held until, north of do…

—p.515 by Jonathan Franzen