Even nothing can last forever.
NEIL GAIMANSeveral 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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There’s none so blind as those who will not listen.
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To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due.
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I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.
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Adults follow paths. Children explore.
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Everybody has a secret world inside of them. I mean everybody. All of the people in the whole world, I mean everybody – no matter how dull and boring they are on the outside.
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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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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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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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There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away the things she won’t remember and that she can’t even let herself think about because that’s when the birds scream and the worms crawl and somewhere in her mind it’s always raining a slow and endless drizzle.
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I can believe things that are true and things that aren’t true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they’re true or not.
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Anyone who believes what a cat tells him deserves all he gets.
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Oh, monsters are scared,” said Lettie.” That’s why they’re monsters.
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Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it.
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I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled.
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And did I pass?” The face of the old woman on my right was unreadable in the gathering dusk. On my left, the younger woman said, “You don’t pass or fail at being a person, dear.
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