Youth is a cliff. You leap, and repair the broken bones later.
When you’re older, you draw the map, retrace your steps and find the cliff’s edge again to wonder:
Would anyone ever jump if they knew how far down it went?
I jumped, once.
I’m broken in unseen places.

Wilma owned a pit bull and they lived in separate trailers, side by side, and sometimes, when she was angry, she and the pit bull looked like kin to him.

Albert Einstein once said, “There are only two ways to live your life. One is that nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.

What was unspeakable found voice and its bleating froze the air for a moment hacked from the fabric of time as the secret of all stabbed at his ears.

What is it you want the most? Money, love, fame, happiness? Make your choice, you only get one. Make it, and blow out the candles, spin the wheel, say the prayer. You only get one of them, so make it last.
What is it you want the most?
My name’s Fate, Mister Fate to you, children, and whatever it is you want the most, make sure…
Very sure…
Because I’m gonna make sure it’s the one thing you never get.

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