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"Like how stars might sound. Or moons But not mountains. Too floaty for mountains. It's a sound like one planet singing to another, high stretched and full of different voices starting at different notes and sloping down to other different notes but all weaving together in a rope of sound that's sad but not sad and slow but not slow and all singing one word. One word."
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"Is art really the priesthood that demands the pure in heart who belong to it wholly?"

"Guided only by their feeling for symmetry, simplicity, and generality, and an indefinable sense of the fitness of things, creative mathematicians now, as in the past, are inspired by the art of mathematics rather than by any prospect of ultimate usefulness."

"Perhaps this is the purpose of all art, all writing, on the murders, fiction and non-fiction: Simply to participate."

"Art is the concrete representation of our most subtle feelings."
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"Choices may be unbelievably hard but they're never impossible. To say you have no choice is to release yourself from responsibility and that's not how a person with integrity acts."

"In this world of numbness and information overload, the ability to feel, my boy, is a rare gift indeed."

"What a sad thing men are. Can't do nothing good without being so weak we have to mess it up. Can't build something up without tearing it down."

"People see stories everywhere," Regine says. "That's what my father used to say. We take random events and we string them together in a pattern so we can comfort ourselves with a story, no matter how much it obviously isn't true." She glances back at Seth. "We have to lie to ourselves to live. Otherwise, we'd go crazy."

"HELP!I race to the square, crossing it, looking all around, listening out-..It's empty.Viola's breathing heavy in my arms .And Haven is empty.I reach the middle of the square.I don't see nor hear a soul.I spin around again."HELP! I cry.But there's no one.Haven's completely empty.There ain't hope here after all."

"And I look right into his eyes, right into him as far as I can see, because I want him to hear me, I want him to hear me with everything I mean and feel and say."

"I think how hope may be the thing that pulls you forward, may be the thing that keeps you going, but that it's dangerous, too, that it's painful and risky, that it's making a dare to the world and when has the world ever let us win a dare?"
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