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I don't know what's waiting for us when we die--something better, something worse. I only know I'm not ready to find out yet.
Charles de Lint
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Charles de Lint
Age: 73
Born: 1951
Born: December 22
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Samuel M. Key
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As the new work fills my notebooks, I've come to realize that the characters in my stories were so real because I really did want to get close to people, I really did want to know them. It was just easier to do it on paper, one step removed.
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I can’t imagine it now, but I must’ve been innocent at some time in my life. A baby don’t just get itself born bad, do it?
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As children, we come into the world with a natural desire to both speak and draw. Society makes sure that we learn language properly, right from the beginning, but art is treated as a gift of innate genius, something we either have or don't.
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I was a misfit, but I think most teenagers feel that way. I don't care if you were a popular jock or the kid who spent his lunch hours in a stairwell reading a book, we all seem to have dealt with insecurities of one kind or another throughout our high school years.
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Let it go on record that any confusion arose simply because we lacked certain commonalities of reference.
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We're so quick to cut away pieces of ourselves to suit a particular relationship, a job, a circle of friends, incessantly editing who we are until we fit in.
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I don't think the world works on merit.
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Tattoos...are the stories in your heart, written on your skin.
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... he had understood, better than anyone ... the beauty that grew out of the simple knowledge that everything, no matter how small or large it might be, was a perfect example of what it was.
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I suppose the other thing too many forget is that we were all stories once, each and every one of us. And we remain stories. But too often we allow those stories to grow banal, or cruel or unconnected to each other.We allow the stories to continue, but they no longer have a heart. They no longer sustain us.
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Stone walls confine a tinker cold iron binds a witch but a musician's music can never be fettered, for it lives first in her heart and mind.
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The thing with pretending you're in a good mood is that sometimes you can actually trick yourself into feeling better.
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Don't start brooding about that, too, she says. Everybody's got a piece of stranger inside them. It's what lets us surprise ourselves and keeps things interesting. -Lupita
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It is so easy for your people to forget that everything has a spirit, that all are equal. That magic and mystery are a part of your lives, not something to store away in a child's bedroom, or to use as an escape from your lives.
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By enlarging your knowledge of things, you will find your knowledge of self is enlarged.
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When you're touched by magic, nothing's ever quite the same again. What really makes me sad is all those people who never have the chance to know that touch. They're too busy, or they just don't hold with make-believe, so they shut the door without really knowing it was there to be opened in the first place.
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Our lives are stories, and the stories we have to give to each other are the most important. No one has a story too small and all are of equal stature. We each tell them in different ways, through different mediums—and if we care about each other, we'll take the time to listen.
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It reminded me of that tongue-in-cheek quick history of art I'd overheard...Used to be people couldn't draw very well, then they could, and now they can't again.
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Like legend and myth, magic fades when it is unused.
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Wondering’s healthy. Broadens the mind. Opens you up to all sorts of stray thoughts and possibilities.
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