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"Everything´s uglier close up," she said.
"Not you," I answered before thinking better of it.
Maybe all the strings inside him broke.
It is so hard to leave - until you leave. And then it is the easiest goddamn thing in the world.
We bring the rain Q, not the scattered showers.
"Sometimes," Radar said to me, "he's so retarded that he becomes kind of brillinant."
That's always seemed so ridiculous to me, that people would want to be around someone because they're pretty. It's like picking your breakfast cereals based on color instead of taste.
"Forever is composed of nows"
It is saying these things that keeps us from falling apart. And maybe by imagining these futures we can make them real, and maybe not, but either way we must imagine them. The light rushes out and floods in.
Margo Roth Spiegelman was Germany. And Great Britain. And the United States. And czarist Russia. Me I'm Luxembourg. Just sitting around, tending sheep, and yodeling.
When did we see each other face-to-face? Not until you saw into my cracks and i saw into yours. Before that, we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade but never seeing inside.