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Or maybe he means in a richer world the begging population is melting away. But no to that too. So maybe, perhaps, he means there aren't many 'human b...more

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The world, like a great iris of an even more gigantic eye, which has also just opened and stretched out to encompass everything, stared back at him.

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Please, please, help me grow to be like them, the ones'll soon be here, who never grow old, can't die, that's what they say, can't die, no matter what...more

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That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks ...more

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I got a statistic for you right now. Grab your pencil, Doug. There are five billion trees in the world. I looked it up. Under every tree is a shadow, ...more

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and sleeping put an end to summer, 1928,

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Bees do have a smell, you know, and if they don't they should, for their feet are dusted with spices from a million flowers.

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Books were only one type of receptacle where we stored a lot of things we were afraid we might forget. There is nothing magical in them at all. The ma...more

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For if we're destroyed, the knowledge is dead...We're nothing more than dust jackets for books...so many pages to a person...

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Too late, I found you can't wait to become perfect, you got to go out and fall down and get up with everybody else.

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First of all, it was October, a rare month for boys.

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Dad, will they ever come back?""No. And yes." Dad tucked away his harmonica. "No not them. But yes, other people like them. Not in a carnival. God kno...more

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Her eyes reversed into herself, to watch the secret heart of herself pounding itself into pieces against the side of her chest.

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No," said a voice, "the only thing wrong on a night like that is that there is a world and you must come back to it.