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He told the half-lie because he still cared about her, too.
They had some fine times together. Not enough, but it looks like they’ll have to do.
I think when a man or woman dies, a whole world falls to ruin—the world that person knew and believed in. Think of that, kiddo—billions of people on earth, and each one of those billions with a world inside. The earth their minds have conceived.”
For Thursday afternoon people, that anticipation is pure. Friday afternoon people have to put anticipation aside and get to work having fun.
He also has only nine months to live, although he doesn’t know it yet. The seeds of his end—the place where life narrows to a final point—are planted deep, where no surgeon’s knife will ever go, and they have lately begun to awaken. Soon they will bear black fruit.
He doesn’t know, and would answers make a good thing better?
And what makes you think you’re a main character in anything but your own mind?”
He was overwhelmed with the thought of a whole world inside the fragile bowl of his skull.
The universe is large, he thought. It contains multitudes. It also contains me, and in this moment I am wonderful. I have a right to be wonderful.
