"I have, as it were, my own sun and moon and stars, and a little world all to myself."
— Henry David Thoreau
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"Life is not just made up of the facts, the things that happened, the ‘I went to school on a certain day,’ things like this, but all the things that happen in fantasy, the things that might have happened… the kind of alternate life that can almost be seen to accompany what we see to be our real lives."
— Alice Munro, “Telling Stories With Alice Munro“
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"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love."
— Neil Gaiman, The Sandman
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