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Man," He Said, "i'm Not Afraid Of Graveyards. The Dead Are Just, You Know, People Who Wanted The Same Things You And I Want." "what Do We Want?" I Asked Blurrily. "aw, Man, You Know," He Said. "we Just Want, Well, The Same Things These People Wanted." "what Was That?" He Shrugged. "to Live, I Guess," He Said.

Love Is Deep, A Mystery - Who Wants To Understand Its Every Particular?

. . . He Felt Himself Entering A Moment So Real He Could Only Run Toward It, Shouting.

I Am Beginning To Understand The True Difference Between Youth And Age. Young People Have Time To Make Plans And Think Of New Ideas. Older People Need Their Whole Energy To Keep Up With What’s Already Been Set In Motion.

She Could Have Had A Life As Potent And Dangerous As Literature Itself.