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The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.
he was giving me enough rope to hang myself with. Apparently he didn’t realize that once a noose is tied, it will fit one neck as easily as another.
That’s why stories appeal to us. They give us the clarity and simplicity our real lives lack.”
There is a sort of camaraderie that rarely exists except between men who have fought the same enemies and known the same women.
