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I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.

Neil Gaiman

A philosopher once asked, “Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?” Pointless, really…”Do the stars gaze back?” Now, that’s a question.
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Deep Human Philosophy Stars
You don’t get explanations in real life. You just get moments that are absolutely, utterly, inexplicably odd.
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Life Moments Philosophy Reality Yourself
Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.
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Deep Existence Fairy Tale True
Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it.
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Inspirational One Liner Scare
Black as night, sweet as sin.
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Night One Liner Sin
An Angel who did not so much fall as Saunter Vaguely Downwards.
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Angel Fall
I mean, maybe I am crazy. I mean, maybe. But if this is all there is, then I don’t want to be sane.
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Crazy Myself
Rule number one: Don’t fuck with librarians.
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Fight Library One Liner
Every hour wounds. The last one kills.
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Death Deep One Liner Wound
The future came and went in the mildly discouraging way that futures do.
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Courage Future Philosophy
We often confuse what we wish for with what is.
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Deep One Liner Philosophy
Several years later, from a taxi, you will see someone in a doorway who looks like her, but she will be gone by the time you persuade the driver to stop. You will never see her again. Whenever it rains you will think of her.
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Fall In Love Herself Rain Stop Thinking Time Yourself
This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until it’s done. It’s that easy, and that hard.
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Easy Hard Word Writing Yourself
She says nothing at all but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars.
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Dance Darkness Eyes Simplicity Sky Stars
Life is a disease: sexually transmitted, and invariably fatal.
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Death Deep Life
Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination.
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Darkness Friendship Heart Hurt Imagination Leaving Love

I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.

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