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The roads became plagued with robbers, for when an honest man cannot make a living, folk will do what they must.
Sometimes a man doesn’t know how badly he’s hurt until someone else probes the wound.”
“What it symbolizes to me is not something that is earned. It’s something I gave to you, deserved or not. Whether or not you wear that, you still take it with you.”
It was not the healthy weariness that comes at the end of a day’s labor, but the bone-weariness of one grinding day piled upon another, with never food enough nor rest enough in between them.
“That sometimes it only makes one more lonely to know that somewhere else, one’s friends and family are well.”
“I learned long ago not to blame myself for evil done to me.
