"I think... that I would rather recollect a life mis-spent on fragile things, than spent avoiding moral debt..."
-from Neil Gaiman's introduction to "Fragile Things"
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sometimes i wish i could just say what i mean
sometimes it just isn't right
and sometimes i think that the memory of what never was
would always be sweeter than anything that could have been...
-from the orange grove by kazu kibuishi
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