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“Magic and faith are not as different as you might think.”
Yet it arrived, by one of those ironies of fate where a scrap of paper can make it through a war-zone while men are cut down all around.
“I’m not a monster. I’m a man who was touched by the monstrous.”
This year of endless winter had brought out the worst in people—I’d seen men and women behave like savage beasts. But also I’d seen acts of bravery, selflessness, and incredible compassion in the darkest of circumstances.
“the most beautiful things are fragile and can’t last. That’s what makes them precious while we have them.”
Even if you see how dark the world can be … choose to believe it could be better. Life had been beautiful once. It could be beautiful again.
Anger fades. Love only grows.
I don’t know why we can love things on other people but not ourselves.
That was her real gift, over all her others. To find the smallest shred of hope and amplify it like a beacon.
Pain can poison people. It can twist and deform them. She suffered pain, but she never closed her heart.
“I was dreaming about you.” “So was I,” I said. “All night long.”
The truth is a blade that only cuts a liar. And the most dangerous lies are the ones you tell yourself.
