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"فکر کنم بدترین جنبهی پیر شدن همینه که اونقدر عاقل میشیم که ترکهای داخل هرچیزی رو ببینیم." — Oct 06, 2025 01:30PM
"فکر کنم بدترین جنبهی پیر شدن همینه که اونقدر عاقل میشیم که ترکهای داخل هرچیزی رو ببینیم." — Oct 06, 2025 01:30PM


“Elend: I kind of lost track of time…
Breeze: For two hours?
Elend: There were books involved.”
― The Well of Ascension
Breeze: For two hours?
Elend: There were books involved.”
― The Well of Ascension

“I'm one of those people who doesn't really know what he thinks until he writes it down.”
― 11/22/63
― 11/22/63

“Tolkien’s words and sentences seemed like natural things, like rock formations or waterfalls, and wanting to write like Tolkien would have been, for me, like wanting to blossom like a cherry tree or climb a tree like a squirrel or rain like a thunderstorm.” — Gaiman on J. R. R. Tolkien”
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“Party lights hang over the street, yellow and red and green. Sadie stumbles over someone’s chair, but I’m ready for this and I catch her easily by the arm.
“Sorry, clumsy,” she says.
“You always were, Sadie. One of your more endearing traits.”
Before she can ask about that I slip my arm around her waist. She slips hers around mine, still looking up at me. The lights skate across her cheeks and shine in her eyes. We clasp hands, fingers folding together naturally, and for me the years fall away like a coat that’s too heavy and too tight. In that moment, I hope on thing above all others: that she was not too busy to find at least one good man …
She speaks in a voice almost too low to be heard over the music. But I hear her – I always did. “Who are you, George?”
“Someone you knew in another life, honey.”
― 11/22/63
“Sorry, clumsy,” she says.
“You always were, Sadie. One of your more endearing traits.”
Before she can ask about that I slip my arm around her waist. She slips hers around mine, still looking up at me. The lights skate across her cheeks and shine in her eyes. We clasp hands, fingers folding together naturally, and for me the years fall away like a coat that’s too heavy and too tight. In that moment, I hope on thing above all others: that she was not too busy to find at least one good man …
She speaks in a voice almost too low to be heard over the music. But I hear her – I always did. “Who are you, George?”
“Someone you knew in another life, honey.”
― 11/22/63

“But I believe in love, you know; love is a uniquely portable magic. I don’t think it’s in the stars, but I do believe that blood calls to blood and mind calls to mind and heart to heart.”
― 11/22/63
― 11/22/63

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