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“what is a game? it’s tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow. it’s the possibility of infinite rebirth, infinite redemption. the idea that if you keep playing, you could win. no loss is permanent, because nothing is permanent, ever.”

‘sam is holding one of your hands and sadie is holding the other. and your parents are there, but they are standing behind your friends. and this makes sense because sadie and sam have been your family, as much as your family has been your family. behind them, a thousand paper cranes festoon the room.

“it’s okay, marx,” sadie says. “you can let go.”’

‘tell me i don’t know you’ sam thought. ‘tell me i don’t know you when i could draw both sides of this hand, your hand, from memory.’

‘every person you knew, every person you loved even, did not have to consume you for the time to have been worthwhile.’

“i’m afraid i’ve given you the wrong impression, sadie. i rather like to be consumed.”

“it was only when he was alone and he couldn’t participate in the business of living that he tended to notice how lovely being alive was.”