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“You may tell a tale that takes up residence in someone's soul, becomes their blood and self and purpose. That tale will move them and drive them and who knows that they might do because of it, because of your words. That is your role, your gift.”
― The Night Circus
― The Night Circus
“I like the stars. It's the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they're always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here, I can pretend...I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments. Gods come, and gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade. Worlds don't last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust. But I can pretend...”
― The Sandman, Vol. 7: Brief Lives
― The Sandman, Vol. 7: Brief Lives
“There’s a kind of time travel in letters, isn’t there? I imagine you laughing at my small joke; I imagine you groaning; I imagine you throwing my words away. Do I have you still? Do I address empty air and the flies that will eat this carcass? You could leave me for five years, you could return never—and I have to write the rest of this not knowing.”
― This Is How You Lose the Time War
― This Is How You Lose the Time War
“No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood so for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.”
― The Haunting of Hill House
― The Haunting of Hill House
“Ecco, è in quei pomeriggi che si è cementata un'amicizia che dura ancora oggi. Un'amicizia tra potenzialità e talenti inespressi, tra crisalidi di belle speranze che non sono mai riuscite a trasformarsi in farfalle, che per tutti questi anni hanno continuato a correre, in quel campo di calcio infinito con le porte che sparivano dietro l'orizzonte. Oggi tu finalmente hai tirato in porta, Cinghiale. Un tiro a effetto a due piedi con Christine, tipo quello dei gemelli coi dentoni. E avete segnato. Ed è giusto che voi due festeggiate, perché questo gol è vostro. Ma oggi festeggiamo anche noi, perché noi restiamo sempre la tua squadra.”
― Macerie prime
― Macerie prime
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