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And besides, there are times, I think, when it is all right to do the same thing over and over. To know someone, to care for them and remember them well, despite hardship or despair, is a kind of history we ought to repeat. To be generous with compassion, sparing with violence, and when the light shines upon us, to never, ever look a mouth horse in the gift.

"...I tend to think all hearts are transportive and destructive in their own ways -- all hearts carry what since might deign to call magic."

Flowers grow in the strangest of places, Bartholomew. Even cracks.

"Love is a knightly tenet, same as war, and while I'd spent my life building muscle and wielding my axe, no one told me to love is always in some way to mourn -- you can never truly love anything unless you allow yourself to see it clearly. Even when the looking breaks your heart."

"To be seen clearly is not a gift all of us are given. Some might look upon Bartholomew and see a stone object, and others look upon her and see the whole world over. Some might glimpse her eyes and find a void, begging to be filled with cathedrals and systems and rules, and some might see a strange kind of freedom. Truth, and lies, can always be found when we search the unknown. But even a child learns by watching.

Remain.

The gargoyle cleared his throat. He was peering at [redacted]. He might have been trying to smile, but those fangs...He looked like he was holding in a mountain of loathing -- or a catastrophic sneeze.