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To Define an Inhalation

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All of a sudden, I was sick of that kind of thinking. I may be dead tomorrow, I said to myself, but I’m alive now. And I can live deliberately. I’ve paid the price, I’ve done the work, and I have nothing to be ashamed of.
Jonathan Franzen’s The Corrections
page 302 
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