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“Laughter comes later, like wisdom teeth, and laughter at yourself comes last of all in a mad race with death, and sometimes it isn’t in time.”

“I’m crotchety. I feel sand under my skin. I’m looking forwards to the ugly smell of old books and the sweet smell of good thinking.”

Her fate is a mountain, and you, my son, haven’t even got a shovel yet.