But now that she was dying, I knew everything. My mother was in me already. Not just the parts of her that I knew, but t — Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail
But now that she was dying, I knew everything. My mother was in me already. Not just the parts of her that I knew, but t — Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail
But now that she was dying, I knew everything. My mother was in me already. Not just the parts of her that I knew, but t — Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail
But now that she was dying, I knew everything. My mother was in me already. Not just the parts of her that I knew, but t — Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail
But now that she was dying, I knew everything. My mother was in me already. Not just the parts of her that I knew, but t — Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail
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But now that she was dying, I knew everything. My mother was in me already. Not just the parts of her that I knew, but the parts of her that had come before me too.

— Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail
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