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1 " I’d rip her heart and lungs and lights out if she so much as— "
― Mike Carey , The House of War and Witness
2 " That was life, in small - her own life, or anyone's. You spent it grubbing desperately for the physical things that would prolong it. For food mainly, and then if you were lucky enough to be fed, for shelter. And all the time in between you spent dreaming of places you couldn't go and things you could never have. You used it up trying to fit yourself into the spaces that would work, instead of unfolding yourself into the space that was yours and then seeing where that took you. "
