Jude didn’t care what was reasonable. He wasn’t a reasonable man. He only cared what was true.
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HOW MAY THE DEAD HAVE DESTINATIONS? —Alan Moore, Voice of the Fire
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“All the world is made of music. We are all strings on a lyre. We resonate. We sing together.
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Wherever did that boy go, the one who smiled on the elephant ride?” “He starved to death. I’m his ghost.”
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The afternoon light was strange, a dim, poisonous red, a stormy twilight color. It was the same color Jude saw when he shut his eyes, the color of his headache
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You spent three days livin’ like a dog, and now you have to die like one
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At the sight of her, Jude felt an almost overwhelming throb of emotion: shock and loss and adoration all together. He could hardly bear to feel so much at once.
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It was hard to live the outlaw life when you were famous.
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Because the dead pull the living down.
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The right words have a charge in them. Enough charge to bring the dead back to the living.”