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“Time lies frozen there. It’s always Then. It’s never Now.”
“you are somewhat less than much, and only a little more than anything.”
“Half the places I have been to, never were. I make things up. Half the things I say are there cannot be found. When I was young I told a tale of buried gold, and men from leagues around dug in the woods. I dug myself.” “But why?” “I thought the tale of treasure might be true.” “You said you made it up.” “I know I did, but then I didn’t know I had. I forget things, too.”
He cannot tell what can be from what can’t. He seldom knows what should be from what is.”
“I can find a thing I cannot see and see a thing I cannot find.
The brambles and the thorns grew thick and thicker in a ticking thicket of bickering crickets. Farther along and stronger, bonged the gongs of a throng of frogs, green and vivid on their lily pads. From the sky came the crying of flies, and the pilgrims leaped over a bleating sheep creeping knee-deep in a sleepy stream, in which swift and slippery snakes slid and slithered silkily, whispering sinful secrets.
The jewels of sorrow will last beyond all measure, but may the jewels of laughter give you little pleasure.’”
“I don’t know what it is,” said Hark, “but it’s the only one there ever was.”
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