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If we don't have that, what do we have to live for? Does it matter if it's a lie if it keeps us alive?
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And in her smile I see something more beautiful than the stars.
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But...If my life on Earth must end, let it end with a promise. Let it end with hope.
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Dreams are like that: they go in and out of memories and scenes, but they're never real. They're never real, and I hate them because they aren't.
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I've never seen the stars before. And I never knew they were so beautiful.
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Words are powerful things. They can start—or end—wars. People believe in words. They are the fundamental expression of ourselves, the division between human and not, the means by which we learn. And while people use words to teach, to express art, to proclaim truths, at the most basic level, people use words to simply say: I am here.
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I told Victria that love is a choice, and I told myself that I didn't have to choose Elder, but I can't forget the way my heart stopped when his did.
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Family is never really gone.
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I feel hollow inside, as if there’s a black hole where my heart was, as if I am caving in around myself.
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We all die someday. Maybe the only thing that makes that fact bearable is the idea that death is the only way we can return to the stars.
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Who are the real monsters?
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Old people die. It's what they do.
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A good book will give you answers to questions you didn't know you had. A great book will give you questions to answers you thought you knew.
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Sometimes home is a person.
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This journey... it's long. He says this as if he's felt all 250 years of travel.
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When I finally get out of bed, the only thing I want to do is go straight to Amy and demand her forgiveness. Maybe we can at least go back to what we had before our fight, even if all we had was an awkward friendship punctuated by significant silences.
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Why wouldn’t it be the government? It’s not like we have a perfectly operational terrorist group right here to do it.
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I open my mouth. I want o say: I'm breaking, and i need someone to hold me together. But no sound comes out.
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I stare at the stars... And even though there are so many and they look so close together, I know they are light years apart. The glitter in the sky looks as if I could scoop it all up in my hands and let the stars swirl and touch one another, but they are so distant, so very far apart, that they cannot feel the warmth of each other, even though they are made of burning. This is the secret of the stars, I tell myself. In the end, we are alone. No matter how close you seem, no one else can touch you.
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Like walking through water. Like drowning.
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The first cause of discord is difference. There is no religion on Godspeed. We all speak the same language. We're all monoethnic. And because we are not different, we don't fight. Remember the Crusades I taught you? The genocides? We will never have to worry about those types of horrific events on Godspeed.
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This is what I'm king of: a whirling mass of humans who either hate me or ignore me.
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More than the sound of my own beating heart, I miss the sound of a ticking clock. Time passes, it must pass, but I have no more assurance of moving through time than I have that I am moving through space. In a way, I’m glad: this means perhaps 300 years and 364 days have passed, and tomorrow I will wake up. Sometimes after a cross-country meet or a long day at school, I’d fall into bed with all my clothes on and be out before I knew it. When I’d finally open my eyes, it would feel like I’d just shut them for a minute, but really, the whole rest of the day and half the night was gone. But. There were other times when I’d collapse onto my mattress, shut my eyes and dream, and it felt like I’d lived a whole lifetime in that dream, but when I woke up, it had only been a few minutes. What if only a year has gone by? What if we haven’t even left yet? That is my greatest fear.
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There is only him and me and this thing between us that I cannot name, not out loud, but that my heart knows is love.
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