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Flakes of white fall thru the trees and onto the road, catching on our clothes and hair. It's a silent fall and it's weird how it makes everything else seem quiet, too, like it's trying to tell you a secret, a terrible, terrible secret.
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Do we hate paradise so much we need to make sure it becomes a trash heap?
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Knowledge is dangerous and men lie and the world changes, whether I want it to or not.
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I just stand there like a doofus wondering just what in the effing blazes is going on.
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I wanted so badly for there to be more. I ached for there to be more than my crappy little life.' He shakes his head. 'And there was more. I just couldn't see it.
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Noise ain't Truth, Noise is what men want to be true, and there's a difference twixt those two things so big that it could ruddy well kill you if you don't watch out.
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You love him," he says. Not an asking, just a fact. "I do," I say. Also a fact.
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Stories don’t end with the writers, however many started the race.
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I'll do it, Todd," I whisper. "I'll come with you." And he doesn't say anything, just squeezes my hand harder and brings it up to his face like he wants to breathe me in.
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Being a leader is making the people you love hate you a little more each day.
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War is like a monster," he says, almost to himself. "War is the devil. It starts and it consumes and it grows and grows and grows." He's looking at me now. "And otherwise normal men become monsters, too.
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Stories were wild, wild animals and went off in directions you couldn't expect.
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You tell a man the truth about himself and, well, they find they have trouble accepting it.
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Nobody has to tell nobody nothing,” I say, taking another step forward. “You never were a poet, were you, Todd?” he says.
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And then his noise falls completely silent- And he stops struggling- And looking right into my eyes- He dies. My Todd dies.
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Faith with proof is no faith at all.
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Don't deceive me. Never leave me.
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Don't think you haven't lived long enough to have a story to tell.
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I want a campfire box.
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There is not always a good guy. Nor is there always a bad one. Most people are somewhere in between.
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"No," he says, taking us both in. "No, no, no. You've come farther than most people on this planet will in their lifetimes. You've overcome obstacles and dangers and things that should've killed you. You've outrun an army and a madman and deadly illness and seen things most people will never see. How do you think you could have possibly come this far if you didn't have hope?"
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War makes monsters of men, you once said to me Todd. Well, so does too much knowledge. Too much knowledge of your fellow man, too much knowledge of his weakness, his pathetic greed and vanity, and how laughably easy it is to control him.
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But a knife ain't just a thing, is it? It's a choice, it's something you do. A knife says yes or no, cut or not, die or don't. A knife takes a decision out of your hand and puts it in the world and it never goes back again.
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Dogs don't got the problems of people. Dogs can be happy any old time.