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There's A Place In The Brain For Knowing What Cannot Be Remembered.

We All Use The Future To Escape The Present.

You Couldn't Be More Wrong," I Said. "you Are Buying Into The Cross-stitched Sentiments Of Your Parents' Throw Pillows. You're Arguing That The Fragile, Rare Thing Is Beautiful Simply Because It Is Fragile And Rare. But That's A Lie, And You Know It." "you're A Hard Person To Comfort," Augustus Said. "easy Comfort Isn't Comforting," I Said.

But We Can't Know Better Until Knowing Better Is Useless.

We Are Now As I Wished We Could Be Then.