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I’m romantic. I’ll try to make your bed while you’re still sleeping in it.

This Book is Not FOR SALE

The last time I saw love was in my imagination while reading a book on Thomas Jefferson. Isn’t the Constitution of the United States so romantic?

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Her bag is full of green apples, except for one red one. I gave her the red one, as if to say, “Stop!” Don’t stop loving me—stop and love me.

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If I were in Steve Prefontaine’s shoes, I’d have done the same thing he did. Except for all that running. I wouldn’t have done that.

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I’ve been to 8 Mile. I condensed a half marathon into it.

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You’re as likely to see me sleeping on the job as a snooze is liable to grow legs 26.2 miles long and run a larm. What’s a larm? A buzzing sound the length of a marathon, but I always sleep through them—including the one in Boston.

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She must have said wear flip-flops, but I heard flippers. I might not have been able to run fast, but oh could I swim. Like a dolphin. Mahi-mahi yum!

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Love is like being featherless in mid flight and not even wondering if you taste like chicken. My love must taste like ostrich, because I’m always running from it.

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I started out on a treadmill—and I just did my first marathon. And all while sitting in a wheelchair. 

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I'm the only person I know who has slept through a fire drill. Apparently, I pulled the alarm. Yeah, I sleepwalk. Sometimes I sleep run. I was asleep when I ran the Boston Marathon. I was so tired when I finished that I slept for another sixteen hour...

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In the long run, even a marathon looks like a sprint. This is how I can love with such Roger Bannisteresque intensity.

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The question is not how much work are you willing to put in, but what are you willing to take out? Success is sacrifice.

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All I could do was laugh, but it wasn’t funny. I find it incredibly sad to be tickled by an orphan.

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To me, life is sad, like a piano with no pedals being played by a person with no fingers. 

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Weeping willows remind me of summer. And sadness. I wonder if tissues are made out of their trunks.

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What’s the halfway point on a burrito called? Sadness.

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Weeping willows always remind me of summer. And sadness. Please stop crying sweet tree.

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I’ll give you a glass of wine, if you give me a few drops of water from your eyes. I’m thirsty for your sadness.

This Book is Not FOR SALE