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I shine a light on them of my own making: septic, ugly, the wrong yellow. I mean, maybe it’s better if my opponent wins.

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You would have reached for her with the mindless desire of an infectious disease. You would have whored yourself to her as necrosis to a wound.

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Nobody will ever end me. I’ll be so great that no one will be able to touch me, or come near me, for fear of becoming nothing.

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She imagined the entire universe burning, rolling into black petals. And she cried—for the first time in many days.

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'If I had even the slightest idea what would make you happy, I'd do it,' he thinks. Even if it was idiotic, or humiliating. Stand on his head. Sing the alphabet backwards.

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And he did not want to be loved as a second choice, as a surrender. He had spent his whole life not being loved at all, and he had thought being loved enough would satisfy him. It would not. He did not want to be loved enough. He wanted to be loved overwhelmingly.

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THE ONLY THING OUR CIVILIZATION CAN LEARN FROM YOURS IS THAT WHEN OUR BACKS ARE TO THE WALL AND OUR TOWERS ARE FALLING ALL AROUND US AND WE ARE WATCHING OURSELVES BURN WE RARELY BECOME HEROES.

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Maybe the world will never be free of disaster. But there is good in the world, too. Even the darkest hearts have room for those they cherish.

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He'd fallen in love slowly and quietly, and it was a quiet sort of love, full of phrases left unsaid, laced with dreams.

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“Is that why you stare at the stars?” he asked. “Are you searching for beauty or dreaming with your eyes wide open?”