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It will to me, I reply. Words matter. Without words you can’t have stories and without stories we would never have heard of the Greatcoats.
Happiness is a series of grains of sand spread out in a desert of violence and anguish.
‘Because love isn’t a cage.’
Nehra frowned. ‘Do you always run headlong into certain death?’ ‘Sometimes he walks,’ Dariana said. ‘Occasionally he shuffles. Once I’m pretty sure I saw him amble into certain death.’
‘You need to throw away your life recklessly,’ she said, ‘and you’re afraid that my presence will make it that much more difficult.’
‘Please don’t say stupid things, Falcio. That’s not the reason.’ ‘You don’t agree with what we’re trying to do? You think civil war and chaos are legitimate ways to—’ ‘And a second time you show your ignorance, First Cantor of the Greatcoats,’ Nehra said. ‘Come, give us a third, for the Gods love things in threes.’
The world needs more bastards”,’
