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I was a queen, and you took away my crown; a wife, and you killed my husband; a mother, and you deprived me of my children. My blood alone remains: take it, but do not make me suffer long.
The things that come to those that wait may be the things left by those who got there first.
Everything in this room is edible. Even I'm edible. But, that would be called cannibalism, my dear children and it is in fact looked down upon in most societies.
The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong in the broken places. But those that will not break, it kills. It kills the very good, and the very gentle, and the very brave, impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.
I thought that people only got lost when they tried to go somewhere. And I thought that people’s lives only got hard because they set objectives. But staying in the same place for too long makes you lose your way too, it seems.