Remember that you were art long before he came to admire you, and you’ll continue to be art even when he’s gone.
Remember that you were art long before he came to admire you, and you’ll continue to be art even when he’s gone.
You’re an interesting species. An interesting mix. You’re capable of such beautiful dreams, and such horrible nightmares. You feel so lost, so cut off, so alone, only you’re not. See, in all our searching, the only thing we’ve found that makes the emptiness bearable, is each other.
Atticus–” said Jem bleakly.
He turned in the doorway. “What, son?”
“How could they do it, how could they?”
“I don’t know, but they did it. They’ve done it before and they did it tonight and they’ll do it again and when they do it — seems that only children weep.
I always marvel at the humans’ ability to keep going. They always manage to stagger on even with tears streaming down their faces.
I’m not sure what I’ll do, but— well, I want to go places and see people. I want my mind to grow. I want to live where things happen on a big scale.
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