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The whole time Lee Lee is talking, I am thinking about York and Sacagawea, wondering how they must have felt having a form of freedom but no real power.
“It's never too late to be wise. Find someone who makes your feel like you're coming home.”
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“Friendship doesn't disappear like love does.”
― Sugar Sugar Rune, Volume 1
― Sugar Sugar Rune, Volume 1
“Bad information is a disease that attacks the brain. It messes with your head, making you do things that you shouldn't, causing you to make wrong decisions. Just as a potent virus co-opts your cells' machinery, bad information can co-opt your behavior. It can alter the way you interact with the world and, as a result, it can change the world.”
― Virtual Unreality: Just Because the Internet Told You, How Do You Know It's True?
― Virtual Unreality: Just Because the Internet Told You, How Do You Know It's True?
“It sounds cool to say you are going to fight with a pen not a sword but violence with words is still violence ..”
― Tramps Like Us, Vol. 10
― Tramps Like Us, Vol. 10
“She looked closer at the object she’d mistaken for a bookmark—a length of metallic silver tinged with hints of bright mandarin. She picked it up, holding it aloft as it glinted in the gas lamps’ glare.
Aasim cursed, his voice going hoarse. “Is that what I think it is?”
Fatma nodded. It was a metallic feather, as long as her forearm. Along its surface, faint lines of fiery script moved and writhed about as if alive.
“Holy tongue,” Aasim breathed.
“Holy tongue,” she confirmed.
“But that means it belongs to . . .”
“An angel, ” Fatma finished for him.
Her frown deepened. Now what in the many worlds, she wondered, would a djinn be doing with one of these?”
― A Dead Djinn in Cairo
Aasim cursed, his voice going hoarse. “Is that what I think it is?”
Fatma nodded. It was a metallic feather, as long as her forearm. Along its surface, faint lines of fiery script moved and writhed about as if alive.
“Holy tongue,” Aasim breathed.
“Holy tongue,” she confirmed.
“But that means it belongs to . . .”
“An angel, ” Fatma finished for him.
Her frown deepened. Now what in the many worlds, she wondered, would a djinn be doing with one of these?”
― A Dead Djinn in Cairo
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