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One plus one equals both.
It was deliciously pagan.
No one is exempt from grief.
Happy endings are still endings.
That's all I want- to do no harm.
I am a forgettable leaf on a tree.
...I dabble in causes and effects.
For fun? Maybe evil is an art form.
In the end, all disguises must drop.
Even God used silence as a strategy.
The storm dropped a house on her head.
I learned failure early and mastered it.
Of course. You get everything from books.
From torched skyscrapers, men grew wings.
The world was floods above and fire below
Oh, everything is gorgeous once it's gone.
What goes unnamed remains hard to correct.
You confuse not speaking with not listening.
Don't wish,"said Rain, "don't start. Wishing only...
They moved together, blue diamonds on a green field.
The devil is a very big angel, but a very little man.
Doubt was much more energy efficient than conviction.
No, she wasn't losing language. She was choking on it.
Small steps to the madhouse still get us there at last
So he stalked her again. Love makes hunters of us all.
Oh now that's a blueprint for an impossibly rosy future
Remember to breathe. It is after all, the secret of life.
She is no longer I, she is too long ago, she is only she.
Notice, notice; let noticing take the place of screaming.
Not an ugly color, Nanny thought. Just not a human color.
There was much to hate in this world and too much to love.
Growth and change were viewed as reactions to conditions met
Everyone dies. It's a question of where and how, that's all.
He knew about being alone. The weather was always cold there.
Wrong takes an awful long time to be proven, in my experience.
It's the work that's important, not the individual who does it.
The eye is always caught by light, but shadows have more to say.
Because no retreat from the world can mask what is in your face.
Little critters fried like fritters come out crunchy and divine.
It isn't whether you do it well or ill, it's that you do it all.
To read, even in the half-dark, is also to call the lost forward.
And it's a cold place the world, especially when warmed by arsen.
In summer moonlight, she was dangerously, inebriatingly magnified.
To look into the mirror is to see the future, in blood and rubies.
Children are wickeder than adults, they have no sense of restraint.
The momentum of the mind can be vexingly, involuntarily capricious.
There were more ways to live than the ones given by one's superiors
There were people everywhere but no one was mine, and I was no one's.
Forgive us our trespasses," says Margarethe, "and get out of our way.
The more civilized we become, the more horrendous our entertainments.