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To know himself as dust in the fingers of the wind. This was his supple, unbreakable faith.

Be what you are, of the earth, but a dreamer too. Teilhard de Chardin was not talking about how to escape anguish, but how to live with it

I wondered what time would do to skin that was so new to me. Could I ever feel any less for this body? Why does ardour pass? Time that withers you will either me. We fall like ripe fruit and roll down the grass together. Dear friend, let me lie beside you watching the clouds until the earth covers us and we are gone.

I didn't only want Louise's flesh, I wanted her bones, her blood, her tissues, the sinews that bound her together. I would have held her to me though time had stripped away the tones and textures of her skin. I could have held her for a thousand years until the skeleton itself rubbed away to dust. What are you that makes me feel thus? Who are you for whom time has no meaning?

how many women and girls have I lied to?

the beauty of the world which is so soon to perish, has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.

WHAT THE HELL

never ever read this book

I want Caleb dead