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There is a kind of fate that follows our good decisions. You always decide too late.

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You know, sometimes, whilst I'm writing to you, I feel a strange sensation, completely physical, as if before being able to speak to you I had to see the words abandon me in a long line before getting to you, and deliver themselves to your hands.

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When you hold things against each other, you're not in a two-way relationship anymore, but in a three-way: you, me and the worm that has started gnawing away at our story. In matter's obscurity, worms work with discretion, digging tunnels for years and, apart from some minor itchiness, you don't realize anything. Then one day you lay a cup on the table and the wood breaks, collapsing and in a moment, the sturdy surface you knew becomes a pile of soft sawdust.

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"Many miles separate us", said Legolas looking far away and creating some shade over his eyes with the palm of his hand. "I see a darkness in which some figures are moving, two great figures far off on the banks of the river; but what they are I cannot tell. It is not clouds or mists that blur my sight; there is like a shadowy veil, laid about the countryside by some strange force, which is slowly descending the course of the river. It looks like the sunset is sliding down the hillsides under the innumerable trees".

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He was always late on principle, his principle being that punctuality is the thief of time.

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And as he watched them walk out of St Patrick's, Thomas Carter would think of their lives as the blank pages of a book in which he had written the initial chapters of a story he would never be allowed to finish.

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As a burglar I was worthless, but as a liar I must confess that I have always been an artist.

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He felt at peace; he was living one of those moments of existence that offers a sole alternative: losing control of ones actions.

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No life can consider itself complete without a dash of madness.

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One day, though, the look of a stranger nails you to te wall. A person lightly brushes you and unexpectedly, in a moment, you avert a sensation never felt before in all your life. A feeling that almost scares you, more powerful than your certainties and your values, the same ones you've sustained and for which you've always fought for.