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“Good steeds don’t always get the proper grooms, or jade the right carver to make it come alive.” Metaphors for scholars whose talents were going unrecognised, An Thành pointed out in Vân’s thoughts. The last one is a bit unorthodox.
“The law. A justice as clean and as meaningful as the blue of the sky.” Sunless Woods’s voice was mirthless. “There’s rather a dearth of blue over the habitats, isn’t there.”
An Thành whispered, Love as lasting as the bamboo in winter, as sharp and as beautiful as frost on jade…
When she got to the fan she paused, and if she’d been incarnate her breath would have caught in her chest. That’s pre exodus. From Old Earth. Or a very good replica. Which made it almost the same worth as the original—it wasn’t the age, but the time that had gone into recreating it that created the value.
An Thành said, Truth uttered before its time is always dangerous, but sincerity is always the way of Heaven.
The one who steals salt dies of thirst unless debts are repaid,
A gentleperson sees righteousness, an inferior one only advantage.
No life should ever become a chokehold or a cage.
