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I remembered when eighteen was grown-up. I had thought I knew everything. I was about twenty-one when I figured out I knew dip-wad. I still knew nothing, but I tried real hard. Sometimes, that is the best you can do. Maybe the best anyone can do. Boy, Miss Cynical in the morning.
Lying to yourself was a good way to die.
There comes a point when you just get tired.
'For fear is power.' She whispered the last as if afraid to say it too loud.