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Know all the Questions, but not the Answers Look for the Different, instead of the Same Never Walk where there's room for Running Don't do anything that can't be a Game
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There was that special smell made up of paper, ink, and dust; the busy hush; the endless luxury of thousands of unread books. Best of all was the eager itch of anticipation as you went out the door with your arms loaded down with books.
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Belief in mysteries, any manner of mysteries, is the only lasting luxury in life.
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Trick-or-treating is for candy and demonstrations are for things like Peace and Freedom. It's different.
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Belonging to a place isn't nearly as necessary as belonging to people you love and who love you and need you.
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The answers aren't important really... What's important is- knowing all the questions.
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Belief in mysteries--all manner of mysteries--is the only lasting luxury in life.
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We all invite our own devils, and we must exorcise our own.
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But now and then, beneath the outer numbness, something stirred, like a living pain waiting for the anesthetic to wear away.
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As time passed and Harry flew and flew and flew, he forgot all about the fog, the city below him, and just about everything. Nothing in the world seemed to matter but wings, and sky, and motion. The free and endless kind of motion that people are always looking for in a hundred different ways. Flying was the way a swing swoops up; and the glide down a slide. It was the shoot of a sled downhill without the long climb back up. It was the very..
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Just looking at the outside of the library made Robin lose herself for a minute, remembering the feel of libraries. There was that special smell made up of paper, ink, and dust; the busy hush; the endless luxury of thousands of unread books. Best of all was the eager itch of anticipation as you went out the door with your arms loaded down with books. Libraries had always seemed almost too good to be true.
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Something's going to happen!
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My dear child...fault is an empty word. It is a coin with only one side. It is not a reason or an excuse.
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Up and up he went, in a wide circle, his heart pounding with a crazy excitement that was more than half fright. The wind was wet against his face and his ears were full of the breathy whirr of feathers. It was a pretty frantic and frightening few minutes until at last he broke out above the fog into the clear open starlit sky. Coming up so suddenly out of damp gray blindness, Harry was amazed to see how bright it was, and how clearly he cou..
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Maybe everybody had wing buds, or at least the possibility of wings, only they just didn't know it. Maybe people had really been meant to have wings.
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A-Z, and its dusty show windows were crammed with a weird clutter of old and exotic-looking objects--huge bronze
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Forest is and was and will be. Root and roof and all between. Pan-fruit feed me, nid-bough hold me, Peace and Joy be ever green.
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JUST AS THEY'D planned, April stopped by the Rosses' apartment on Thursday afternoon, and the three of them, April and Melanie and Marshall, went on down to pick up Elizabeth. Elizabeth
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