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1 " We are not going to die." Butters stared up at me, pale, his eyes terrified. " We're not?" " No. And do you know why?" He shook his head. " Because Thomas is too pretty to die. And because I'm too stubborn to die." I hauled on the shirt even harder. " And most of all because tomorrow is Oktoberfest, Butters, and polka will never die. "
2 " Why be seduced by something as small as a front door in another country? Why fall in love with a place because it has trams and its people seldom have curtains in their homes? However absurd the intense reactions provoked by such small (and mute) foreign elements may seem, the pattern is at least familiar from our personal lives. There, too, we may find ourselves anchoring emotions of love on the way a person butters his or her bread, or recoiling at his or her taste in shoes. To condemn ourselves for these minute concerns is to ignore how rich in meaning details may be. "
― Alain de Botton , The Art of Travel
3 " What's with that?” Butters screamed, his voice high and frightened. “Just covering his head with his arms? Didn't he see the lawyer in the movie? "
― Jim Butcher , Dead Beat (The Dresden Files, #7)
