It was better in the morning. Home was merely a dull ache in the back of his memory. A tiredness in his eyes.
—Orson Scott Card, Enders Game.
No Promises.
"I can't explain what I mean.
And even if I could, I'm not sure I'd feel like it."
J.D. Salinger, Catcher In The Rye
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