“Each that we lose takes part of us;
A crescent still abides,
Which like the moon, some turbid night,
Is summoned by the tides.”
― Selected Poems
A crescent still abides,
Which like the moon, some turbid night,
Is summoned by the tides.”
― Selected Poems
“How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.”
― The Pale King
― The Pale King
“Loss isn't an absence after all. It is a presence. A strong presence right next to me. I look at it. It doesn't look like anything, that's what is so strange. It just fits in.”
― Trumpet
― Trumpet
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