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There Are Some Virtues To Not Saying What You Think All The Time.

There Would Be No Sherlock Holmes If It Were Not For Serial Publication.

A Hot Wind Was Blowing Around My Head, The Strands Of My Hair Lifting And Swirling In It, Like Ink Spilled In Water.

Hatred Would Have Been Easier. With Hatred, I Would Have Known What To Do. Hatred Is Clear, Metallic, One-handed, Unwavering; Unlike Love.

Heroes Need Monsters To Establish Their Heroic Credentials. You Need Something Scary To Overcome.