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“Things separate from their stories have no meaning. They are only shapes. Of a certain size and color. A certain weight. When their meaning has become lost to us they no longer even have a name. The story on the other hand can never be lost from its place in the world for it is that place. And like all tales it ultimately told one story only, for there is only one to tell.”

“They smoked the way poor people eat which is a form of prayer.”

“He looked into the eyes of the boy. The boy into his. Eyes so dark they seemed all pupil. Eyes in which the sun was setting. In which the child stood beside the sun. He had not known that you could see yourself in others’ eyes nor see therein such things as suns.”