Sang Woo Quotes

L'épisode précédent est la mauvaise réponde de l'épisode suivant. Non. Je connais la fin. La fin définie par le sang. Mon chien noir va grandir de plus en plus, devenir de plus en plus sauvage. Il me mordra, déchirera mon corps, me tuera. C'est juste une question de temps. La douleur n'en finit pas. Le chien noir ne s'en va pas.

L'épisode précédent est la mauvaise réponse de l'épisode suivant. Non. Je connais la fin. La fin définie par le sang. Mon chien noir va grandir de plus en plus, devenir de plus en plus sauvage. Il me mordra, déchirera mon corps, me tuera. C'est juste une question de temps. La douleur n'en finit pas. Le chien noir ne s'en va pas.

Again the trees remembered to make leaves. In the forest of their recollection many birds returned singing. They sang, they sang because they forgave themselves the winter, and all that remained still bitter. Yet it was early spring, when the days were touch and go, and a late snow could nip a shoot, or freeze a fledgling in its nest. And where would we be then? But that’s not the point. Do you think the magpie doesn’t know that its chicks are at risk, or the peach trees, their too-frail blossoms, the new-awakened bees, all that is incipient within us? We know, but we can’t help ourselves any more than they can, any more than the earth can stop hurtling through the night of its own absence. Must be something in the sap, the blood, a force like gravity, a trick called memory. You name it. Or leave it nameless that’s better— how something returns and keeps on returning through a gap, through a dimensional gate, through a tear in the veil. And there it is again. Another spring. To woo loss into song.

The actress found an ally who could help her net her wayward soul and she traveled soul and she traveled to a ruined city, where Hadith, as the breeze sang sweet melodies that wooed the soul to earth.

Erin clapped her hands. “Great work, everyone! Time to shut it down and go shopping!” “Woo-hoo!” Lucy cheered. When I didn’t, she raised one of my arms for me. “Woo-hoo!” “Um . . . can Nicole come with us?” I asked. Lucy promptly dropped my arm. “Boo-hoo.” Erin made a pained expression. “Does she have to?” I frowned. “She doesn’t have to, but it would be nice for her to make more friends.” “So let her decide that,” said Sophia from where she was packing her bag. “She hasn’t tried to get to know any of us. Why should we make the extra effort?” “That’s not tr—nice,” I said. She was kind of right. Nicole didn’t seem to spend time with anyone but me. “Fine,” I said, texting Nicole back. As I typed, I said the message aloud. “Sorry, can’t. Have plans.” “Thanks,” said Lucy. “Maybe we can all hang out some other time, but I just want it to be our group today. And Nicole’s . . . you know.” She didn’t have to say it, but I could fill in the blanks. Nicole’s an outsider. “Sure,” I said. Lucy got to her feet. “For now, we have places to be and things to buy!” “Shoppinggg!” Erin sang, hoisting her backpack onto her shoulder. “Let’s go!” She pulled me to a standing position. “Woo-hoo!” Lucy cheered again. “Have fun!” Leila told us. “How can we not?” I said, forcing a lighthearted laugh. Since I was excited about shopping and I’d argued with my friends enough for one day, I decided to let it go.

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