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Tibby's Wish Would Be To Hold On To The Idea Of Love Even In The Face Of Darkest Doubt. Because That Was The Way In Which She Failed. Not Once, But Again And Again.

The Dreams Weren’t As Pleasing When They Had No Chance Of Coming True

Don't Talk To Me. I'm Tired And Grumpy And I'll Probably Make Fun Of You.

She Had Willed Her Heart To Stay Small And Contained, But It Wouldn’t Be. Oh, Well.

When You Feel Someone Else's Pain And Joy As Powerfully As If It Were Your Own, Then You Know You Really Loved Them.