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Give me a gun

road ...
and two bullets ...

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Sometimes the longest distance


is there between two people ...

The Painted Veil

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Ah, had he known it was so easy to catch,
watch me how I would have to insist,
search and wait for the proper season, and observe their comings and goings, and splurge
his prodigal wits in sterile rhymes, and
the service of my orders I would put all the time
and make you feel proud to be worthy of my jokes! Thus
nullify their power
me that would be my fool, and I his fate. SHAKESPEARE


Love's Labours Lost,
Act V, Scene II (Rosalia)

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* ~ "I was soon to leave aside the broom, and I sat in the passage, where the cool stream coming out from under the house, I stroked his back. And then I came to my mind something I had not thought about since my first week in Kyoto.
One day after being separated from my sister was washing rags as I had been commanded to do, when a butterfly fluttered down from the sky and landed on my arm. The horror of a slap, expecting him to go fly somewhere else, but instead it fell to the ground like a stone patioa pile of ashes, without making the slightest noise, without my even have time to see it crumble. I was amazed as I let out a yelp. The whirlwind of my mind stopped, I felt like I had entered the eye of the hurricane. I dropped the shroud and the small pile of ashes, which fluttered and fell on the ground, and then understand the enigma that had baffled me all morning. The air smelled no longer closed. The past was gone. [My mother and my father had died and I could not do anything about it. But suppose I had been in adead so that last year. And my sister ... Yes, he was gone] but I had not gone. I'm not sure I understand, but it was as if I had never looked the other way, so that was no longer in front of me the past but the future. And now the question that I faced was: how would that future?
No sooner had I asked that question me, as I knew for a certainty had not until then that on that day traanscurso receive a mark in this regard. So in my dream a bearded man opened the window. I said "Be attentive to whatthat will be displayed, because that would be your future. "
not had time to think again, because at that time Aunt gave me a voice
- Chiyo, come!

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