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Light is unspeakable it is breaking out of heaven

Death kicked him and he kicked it back

Somebody's husband somebody's daughter's husband
(i just like the inversion of 'somebody's wife')

Of course he was wounded he lay dying
Thinking if only if only the mind
Was more straightforward and efficient
What was I doing thinking I could walk
Through all that iron on my own

Before their ghosts had time to keep hold of their names

AXYLUS son of Teuthras
Lived all his life in the lovely harbour of Arisbe
Looking down at at the Hellespont
Everyone knew that plump man
Sitting on the step with his door wide open
He who so loved his friends
Died side by side with CALESIUS
In a daze of loneliness
Their conversation unfinished

Like staring up at that tower of adulthood
Wanting to be light again
Wanting this whole problem of living to be lifted
And carried on a hip

Like snow falling like snow
When the living winds shake the clouds into pieces
Like flutters of silence hurrying down
To put a stop to the earth and her leafwork

I think this is the kind of book I want to read all at once.
And there's too many beautiful lines and stanzas to think about quoting them all.

Something inside me is cracking open, the light coming through it so bright it hurts, and the rest of me is still here, wounded, even though I know it's for the best./i>

It was terrifying, the idea we could fall asleep girls, minty breathed and nightgowned, and wake to find ourselves wolves.

Simon. Baz. Get it together AAAGH
i cannot believe it ends like this i need book 3

harmadillo

We're very good at this, though--standing uncomfortably in the same space, absolutely not saying what we're thinking, squeezing through a room of elephants.

"Please don't choke to death, Bunce. Imagine the humiliation of dying at The Cheescake Factory."

Are we eating? ...Or is this too tragic for eating?

Nooo, Agatha, nooo. It's only been three pages and we both know where you're headed.

And I appreciate Agatha knowing that it's bullshit

Every time NowNext gets mentioned it sounds more and more like a cult

I couldn't help but think that Hannibal would be a Twitter Guy while listening to his first interaction with Clarice and it has haunted me ever since.