Why couldn’t hearts simply be reset, dialed back until they felt no more than the usual sympathy one felt for any man heading to war?
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Please tell me broken hearts aren’t fatal. Please tell me this feeling won’t kill me.
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Mistress implies a kept woman, and nobody’s keeping Beth anywhere she doesn’t want to be.”
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Trains and train stations—what a thing they become in wartime. How many heartbreaks and homecomings, ecstasies and agonies, have we experienced with a rocking floor, a platform crowd, and a sweaty ticket clutched in hand?
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In war, art is a balm.”
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Those like herself who had lost husbands, fiancés, boyfriends, were so raw in their own grief
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Grief didn’t make you noble. It made you selfish and hateful.
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Beth’s mind had been knotted up for weeks in the Spy Enigma