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“A Mark that spoke of loss was still a Mark, a remembrance. You could not lose something you never had.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

“Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death's dream kingdom
These do not appear:
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are
In the wind's singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.”
― T. S. Eliot

“Your friends will believe in your potential, your enemies will make you live up to it.”
― Tim Fargo

“summit of Notting Hill, across the street from the faded elegance of St. John’s Church. Once Dawn had loved this Victorian house with its pale yellow stucco, its superbly proportioned rooms and beautiful appointments, and for a moment she mourned the passing of such an innocent pleasure. Tonight the windows were dark as she turned into the drive, the blank panes mirroring her car lights. She had managed to beat Karl home, then; she would have a few minutes’ respite. Turning off the engine, she reached for her parcels, then paused, squeezing her eyes shut.”
― Deborah Crombie, And Justice There Is None