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Dreams are composed of many things, my son. Of images and hopes, of fears and memories. Memories of the past, and memories of the future.
Neil Gaiman
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Neil Gaiman
Age: 64
Born: 1960
Born: November 10
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Now you people have names. That's because you don't know who you are. We know who we are, so we don't need names.
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I toyed briefly with an image someone once mentioned to me, of a village in the shadow of a twin-peaked mountain. In the morning the sun rises. At lunch it sets behind the mountain. In the early afternoon it rises once more. The cocks crow for the second time, and later the sun sets again. No. One peak. Metaphors should not be belaboured.
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There is a proverbial saying chiefly concerned with warning against too closely calculating the numerical value of un-hatched chicks.
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