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you’re born with your blood, but you earn the dust on your shoes. Judge a lie by the fruit it bears, but don’t judge a man in a box for not noticing the stars. Rain falls where it will; keeping out of it is up to you. Have patience with drunks and little children, for we’ve all been one and we could easily end up the other.
“Loving somebody who loves you back isn’t such a terrible thing, magus. You ought to try it sometime,” Firo said, his voice full of cool pity. Then he left.