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“Harold believed his journey was truly beginning. He had thought it started the moment he decided to walk to Berwick, but he saw now that he had been naïve. Beginnings could happen more than once, or in different ways. You could think you were starting something afresh, when actually what you were doing was carrying on as before. He had faced his shortcomings and overcame them, and so the real business of walking was happening only now.”

— Rachel Joyce

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“If we can't accept what we don't know, there really is no hope.”

— Rachel Joyce

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“If we can't accept what we don't know, there really is no hope.”
— Rachel Joyce

“It was a perfect spring day. The air was sweet and gentle and the sky stretched high, an intense blue. Harold was certain that the last time he had peered through the net drapes of Fossebridge Road (his home), the trees and hedges were dark bones and spindles against the skyline; yet now that he was out, and on his feet, it was as if everywhere he looked, the fields, gardens, trees, and hedgerows and exploded with growth. A canopy of sticky young leaves clung to the branches above him. There were startling yellow clouds of forsythia, trails of purple aubrietia; a young willow shook in a fountain of silver. The first of the potato shoots fingered through the soil, and already tiny buds hung from the gooseberry and currant shrubs like the earrings Maureen used to wear. The abundance of new life was enough to make him giddy.”

— Rachel Joyce

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“You don't get to a place by constantly moving, even if your journey is only one of sitting still and waiting. Every once in a while you have to stop in your tracks and admire the view, a small cloud and a tree outside your window. You have to see what you did not see before. And then you have to sleep.”

— Rachel Joyce

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“The people he met, the places he passed, were all steps in his journey, and he kept a place inside his heart for each of them.”

— Rachel Joyce

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“The people he met, the places he passed, were all steps in his journey, and he kept a place inside his heart for each of them.”
— Rachel Joyce

“If I just keep putting one foot in front of the other, it stands to reason that I'm going to get there.”

— Rachel Joyce

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“If I just keep putting one foot in front of the other, it stands to reason that I'm going to get there.”
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“Sometimes you cannot clear the past completely. You must live alongside your sorrow.”

— Rachel Joyce

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“Sometimes you cannot clear the past completely. You must live alongside your sorrow.”
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“Sometimes caring for something already growing is more perilous than planting something new.”

— Rachel Joyce

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“Sometimes caring for something already growing is more perilous than planting something new.”
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“Mrs. Sussex said Byron’s loss would grow more bearable. But here was the nub: he didn’t want to lose his loss. Loss was all he had left of his mother. If time healed the gap, it would be as if she’d never been there.”

— Rachel Joyce

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“I miss her all the time. I know in my head that she has gone. The only difference is that I am getting used to the pain. It's like discovering a great hole in the ground. To begin with, you forget it's there and keep falling in. After a while, it's still there, but you learn to walk round it.”

— Rachel Joyce

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“There was a patient who sat with her family in a circle around her, all holding hands. Sister Philomena asked if they would like to join her for prayers and they said yes, they would. They closed their eyes as Sister Philomena whispered the words and I thought this must be the nearest humans get to whatever God is, when they hold hands and listen.”

— Rachel Joyce

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“All in all, I'd heard people do a lot of things with words. I'd heard them not say what they meant and I'd seen them not do what they said, but I'd never met a person who could speak so simply and still convey so much.”

— Rachel Joyce

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