Some of our bones are stronger than concrete; then why do we hurt so easily? I'm Laurel, I'm a human too - see, we have so much in common already. I chew words and pictures, watch stars and read books, draw aimlessly and write vigorously. I try to be a contributing earthling while somehow managing to evade my one life totally.
Don't forget the beauty in the world, it's pretty spectacular when you think about it.
Ask ask ask
I like the stars. It’s the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they’re always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here, I can pretend … I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments. Gods come, and gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade. Worlds don’t last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust. But I can pretend.
Destruction, in Sandman
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