Once upon a time there was a young prince who believed in all things but three. He did not believe in princesses, he did not believe in islands, he di...
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The two of us in that room. No past, no future. All intense deep that-time-only. A feeling that everything must end, the music, ourselves, the moon, e...
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Alive. Alive in the way that death is alive.
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Because they died, we know we still live. Because a star explodes and a thousand worlds like ours die, we know this world is. That is the smile: that ...
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Death starves us of life. So we learn to fabricate our own immortalities.
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Staring out to sea, I finally forced myself to stop thinking of her as someone still somewhere, if only in memory, still obscurely alive, breathing, d...
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Think. In a minute from now you could be saying, I risked death. I threw for life, and I won life. It is a very wonderful feeling. To have survived.
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Each death laid a dreadful charge of complicity on the living; each death was incongenerous, its guilt irreducible, its sadness immortal; a bracelet o...
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I will tell you what war is. War is a psychosis caused by an inability to see relationships. Our relationship with our fellowmen. Our relationship wit...
