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Pain redeems all. It is the awareness of life, a reminder of death.

Jacqueline Carey

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Jacqueline Carey
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: January 1
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Highland Park
Illinois
Redeems
Reminder
Reminders
Awareness
Pain
Death
Life

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It is my observations, though, that happiness limits the amount of suffering one is willing to inflict upon others
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Surely if we knew what bitterness fate held in store, we would shrink back in fear and let the cup of life pass us by untasted.
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Fear and lies fester in darkness. The truth may wound, but it cuts clean.
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I wish sometimes that the gods would either choose better, or make their wishes clearer
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This is the secret that none dares tell who fights for a cause. Dying, we are all alike.
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I would that I could have stopped time and preserved that day forever. It was a perfect day. There was the shadow of sorrow, yes. It would always be there. But that was the nature of life. The bright mirror and the dark, reflecting one another. And today there was so much brightness.
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We speak of stories ending, when in truth it is we who end. The stories go on and on.
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When Love cast me out, it was Cruelty who took pity upon me
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Only insofar as you enjoy being sorry, my dear, which, while it is a considerable amount, occurs only after the fact, thus making it a singularly ineffective deterrent, yes?
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We pay for sins we do not remember, and seek to do a will we can scarce fathom. That is what it is, to be a god's chosen.
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Those that yield are not always weak
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Stupid to speak of blame when the wills of the immortals are involved.
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