Monday 16 February 2009

To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due.

"Hearts may break, but hearts are the toughest of muscles, able to pump for a lifetime, seventy times a minute, and scarcely falter along the way. Even dreams, the most delicate and intangible of things, can prove remarkably difficult to kill."
--Neil Gaiman

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