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1 " Rays of light reached up above the horizon and cut through distant clouds in desperate streaks of orange and red like a fire at the edge of the Earth. A pang of jealousy rippled through him. He would never burn as bright. "
― Nicholas Day , Grind Your Bones to Dust
2 " But I think life is so full of horrors that we just had to create love. It’s like sainthood, you know, bestowing love on a person. They are the miracle in your life, and that is why you tell them you love them. Love, mister, love makes tolerable the horror of living. "
