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I Would Never Be Part Of Anything. I Would Never Really Belong Anywhere, And I Knew It, And All My Life Would Be The Same, Trying To Belong, And Failing. Always Something Would Go Wrong. I Am A Stranger And I Always Will Be, And After All I Didn’t Really Care.

She Haunted Him, As An Ungenerous Action Haunts One.

Only The Magic And The Dream Are True — All The Rest's A Lie.

A Room Is, After All, A Place Where You Hide From The Wolves. That's All Any Room Is.

Age Seldom Arrives Smoothly Or Quickly. It's More Often A Succession Of Jerks.