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To Find Margo Roth Spiegelman, You Must Become Margo Roth Spiegelman. And I Had Done Many Of The Things She Might Have Done: I Had Engineered A Most Unlikely Prom Coupling. I Had Quieted The Hounds Of Caste Warfare. I Had Come To Feel Comfortable Inside The Rat-infested Haunted House Where She Did Her Best Thinking. I Had Seen. I Had Listened. But I Could Not Yet Become The Wounded Person.

. . . Endlessness Is A Really Strange Idea In A Universe That Is Defined By Its Endings.

Grief Does Not Change You, Hazel. It Reveals You.

Before Any Of It Could Make Sense, It Had To Be Heard.

Her Primary Reason For Living And My Primary Reason For Living Were Awfully Entangled.